Supermarkets are not my favourite place. My mother had sent me off to a large Metro Mall near where we lived to get a few things. As I parked the car I spotted Rehana getting out of hers. She didn't look over to where I was so I decided to follow her. She was wearing a nice blue saree which looked good on her fair skin that ended just above her navel. Her legs looked nice but the best thing about this blouse was the way it showed off the shape of her big tits. It had no sleeves and her bare arms were stylish and attractive. She just looked smart and sexy and I wondered if she might have lost a little weight. I was planning on pinching her on the bum or something at the earliest opportunity but before I knew it she was off pushing a trolley down the aisles. I could hardly keep up and I was quite a distance away when she stopped and checked out a shelf.
Without looking round, she carried on without noticing me. I held my breath ready to say hello but I didn't get the chance and now I was following her oblivious to the other people in the supermarket. I even picked a few random items up as I followed her so as not to arouse suspicion. Rehana suddenly found what she was looking for in the toiletries section. She spent a moment browsing and then chose something and put it in her basket. I couldn't make out what it was so when she moved on and I got to the same shelf, I checked out the item on the shelf. It was condoms. "What the fuck did she want with those I thought?" I turned to see where Rehana was next.
She was in the same section but this time bending down not 10 feet from me but facing away. Her big ass in her saree looked fantastic. This was my chance to pinch it but the condoms had thrown me and I decided to hang back and see what was next. It was lubricating jelly. A bit like KY but the stores own brand version. "What the fuck!" again I thought. The next thing she chose really set me off. A pregnancy test kit. Oh my god. I followed her for the next 5 minutes. Always at a safe distance but it really didn't matter because she never looked round. She bought some whipped cream, some strawberries. Maybe she was going all out to turn Shahid on I thought. I kept following and we ended up at the start of the store in the fruit section. She was checking out the melons. She lightly touched a couple and then chose one. Holding it for a moment, I was able to compare it to her own natural melons that looked so good in her blue thin blouse. My cock was starting to swell. I had seen those tits of hers too many times not to remember how good they looked. I loved the way they bounced as I fucked her.
Rehana moved along the fruit section and stopped at the bananas. "Here we go" I thought to myself. She chose the biggest bunch she could find and pulled one off the bunch. Then without looking round to see who was watching, she opened her mouth and slowly brought the banana up to it in a very sexy and suggestive manner. She was giving a banana a blowjob in the middle of a busy supermarket. I was just dumb struck and routed to the spot until she burst out laughing and turned to face me. I had been caught red handed. I smiled and shook my head, walking up to her. No one had noticed her little show but she still blushed a little.
"Are you stalking me?" she asked.
"No," I said hoping she believed me. "How long had you known I was there?"
"Since you arrived you idiot. I followed you into the car park and couldn't resist," Rehana was open and friendly and I was enjoying our exchange.
"Unbelievable!" was all I could say. My cock was still a little hard and being right up next to her in that blue chiffon saree was turning me on. "It's a good job there are lots of people in here" I said.
"Why's that?" she asked all sweet and innocent.
"Because all I can think about right now is what I want to do to you." I replied.
"I'd say it's a shame there are people here then cause I've missed you doing things to me." Suddenly her voice had changed. She was a little more serious and even assertive in her tone.
Suddenly we stopped talking and stared at each other. I knew what was coming next and so did Rehana. We both left our trolleys and walked out of the supermarket together straight to where I had parked. All I could think about was her body underneath that saree. As soon as we got into the car I ran my hand up her leg. She held onto it as I stroked her inner thigh right up to her pussy. With my little finger I rubbed her and she opened her legs. We were in a supermarket car park in full daylight and anyone could have seen. I didn't care and slipped my fingers into her panty and then into her pussy. It was only a little wet but soon became even wetter. Rehana shuffled in the seat to allow me better access but it still wasn't enough. "Here, let me take them off," she said almost panting the words instead of speaking. She sounded as turned on as I was feeling and soon hurried the panties down around her ankles. Her feet struggled to kick them off so she gave up trying, grabbed my hand and returned it to her now naked pussy. The saree was pushed up her thighs just about covered Rehana's bush but her legs were on full view. My hand was lost in between and my fingers explored her soaking wet pussy.
"Drive!" she ordered. Rehana wanted to fuck. I had seen her like this before and it was the side to her I was most addicted to. I drove. Quickly thinking of a spot we could find that would be more private I drove round the car park searching for the exit. Then I had a brainwave. On the way out there was a petrol station, which also had a large automatic car wash. I drove over to the car wash and parked in front of it. As I got out of the car to go and buy a ticket Rehana asked, "Where are you going?" I told her to wait there and within two minutes I had bought a ticket and was back in the car. We drove into the wash and within seconds it started and the car was covered in soap. No one could see in and Rehana soon realised it. She went straight for my belt and trousers and soon had them round my knees. Then she climbed over me and lowered herself onto my cock. At first it missed but with a little guidance from my hand it was inside her and she was rocking on me in a frenzied passion.
She grabbed my head and pulled it to her big tits as she rode my cock. Her panties were still hanging off one of her shoes as she kept thrusting herself onto my cock. I lifted the blouse up so I could get to her tits. She was so consumed with passion, Rehana offered no resistance and was soon completely naked riding me in my car with only the soap from the car wash blocking out the view of the passing world. The noise of the washer drowned out her cries as she reached her orgasm with me sucking on her big fair soft tits. She stopped moving but I bucked beneath her as I needed to shoot my cum into her. She leaned back as far as the stearing wheel would let her and I fucked her slightly raised body. Her big tits bounced and I stroked them with my right hand. My left hand was under her ass to hold it steady as I fucked her until my moment came and I shot my cum into her. We didn't have long and Rehana quickly climbed off and struggled to put the blouse and the saree on. It's quite a sight seeing a married woman you have just fucked, trying to get dressed quickly in the car. The car wash had just about finished and I sensed my revenge for her little game in the store. She had still not got the blouse on right and was trying to get her arms into the right place when I drove out of the car wash into full view.
At least two lucky men who I drove passed got an eyeful of her tits in her blak lacy bra as she managed to pull the blouse down and straighten herself out. I was half watching the road and half looking at her naked body as she finally managed to cover her boobs with the blouse. She was cursing me but laughing at the sheer excitement at what had just happened. It was as if she didn't care. "I can't believe we just did that!" she shouted sounding both exhausted and exhilarated. She just slouched in the passenger seat as I drove back round the car park to her car. I parked next to her and we just sat there for a moment. There was cum on my trousers, her juices were all over me and the car probably smelled of sex. We sat looking out watching people go past without speaking. It was Rehana who broke the silence. She talked and I listened.
"I can't believe what I am becoming. I would never have dreamt of doing something like that. This is all so wrong but I can't help myself anymore. I just get to the point where I can't say "no" to you. Do you realise that?" I stayed silence. The truth was I hadn't asked her anything yet here she was saying she couldn't say "no". Women's logic has always been a mystery to me but who cares when the upside is what just happened in the car wash. Rehana put her panties back on, checked herself in the mirror and prepared to get out of the car. "You better go and do your shopping. Thanks for a memorable afternoon Vikas!"
I did go back into the supermarket despite the cum on my trousers, I still had to pick up the shopping for my mother. That night I was working when I got a text message on my phone. It said, "I can't believe what you did in the car wash". This would have been OK but the text wasn't from Rehana...
I didn't see Rehana for at least another two weeks. Her husband, Shahid, was taken ill and was rushed into hospital. He only stayed in hospital for one night and then they let him out. Rehana was a little busy looking after him. I only found all this out from Zeenat who I had called round to see (hoping to get my leg over) but she had company so we just chatted on the doorstep for a few minutes. She asked me to return the next day but when I did, she had gone out. All I got was a text the next day saying she was sorry she missed are little rendezvous. I was sorry too and by the end of that week I was a little sex starved to say the least.
Without looking round, she carried on without noticing me. I held my breath ready to say hello but I didn't get the chance and now I was following her oblivious to the other people in the supermarket. I even picked a few random items up as I followed her so as not to arouse suspicion. Rehana suddenly found what she was looking for in the toiletries section. She spent a moment browsing and then chose something and put it in her basket. I couldn't make out what it was so when she moved on and I got to the same shelf, I checked out the item on the shelf. It was condoms. "What the fuck did she want with those I thought?" I turned to see where Rehana was next.
She was in the same section but this time bending down not 10 feet from me but facing away. Her big ass in her saree looked fantastic. This was my chance to pinch it but the condoms had thrown me and I decided to hang back and see what was next. It was lubricating jelly. A bit like KY but the stores own brand version. "What the fuck!" again I thought. The next thing she chose really set me off. A pregnancy test kit. Oh my god. I followed her for the next 5 minutes. Always at a safe distance but it really didn't matter because she never looked round. She bought some whipped cream, some strawberries. Maybe she was going all out to turn Shahid on I thought. I kept following and we ended up at the start of the store in the fruit section. She was checking out the melons. She lightly touched a couple and then chose one. Holding it for a moment, I was able to compare it to her own natural melons that looked so good in her blue thin blouse. My cock was starting to swell. I had seen those tits of hers too many times not to remember how good they looked. I loved the way they bounced as I fucked her.
Rehana moved along the fruit section and stopped at the bananas. "Here we go" I thought to myself. She chose the biggest bunch she could find and pulled one off the bunch. Then without looking round to see who was watching, she opened her mouth and slowly brought the banana up to it in a very sexy and suggestive manner. She was giving a banana a blowjob in the middle of a busy supermarket. I was just dumb struck and routed to the spot until she burst out laughing and turned to face me. I had been caught red handed. I smiled and shook my head, walking up to her. No one had noticed her little show but she still blushed a little.
"Are you stalking me?" she asked.
"No," I said hoping she believed me. "How long had you known I was there?"
"Since you arrived you idiot. I followed you into the car park and couldn't resist," Rehana was open and friendly and I was enjoying our exchange.
"Unbelievable!" was all I could say. My cock was still a little hard and being right up next to her in that blue chiffon saree was turning me on. "It's a good job there are lots of people in here" I said.
"Why's that?" she asked all sweet and innocent.
"Because all I can think about right now is what I want to do to you." I replied.
"I'd say it's a shame there are people here then cause I've missed you doing things to me." Suddenly her voice had changed. She was a little more serious and even assertive in her tone.
Suddenly we stopped talking and stared at each other. I knew what was coming next and so did Rehana. We both left our trolleys and walked out of the supermarket together straight to where I had parked. All I could think about was her body underneath that saree. As soon as we got into the car I ran my hand up her leg. She held onto it as I stroked her inner thigh right up to her pussy. With my little finger I rubbed her and she opened her legs. We were in a supermarket car park in full daylight and anyone could have seen. I didn't care and slipped my fingers into her panty and then into her pussy. It was only a little wet but soon became even wetter. Rehana shuffled in the seat to allow me better access but it still wasn't enough. "Here, let me take them off," she said almost panting the words instead of speaking. She sounded as turned on as I was feeling and soon hurried the panties down around her ankles. Her feet struggled to kick them off so she gave up trying, grabbed my hand and returned it to her now naked pussy. The saree was pushed up her thighs just about covered Rehana's bush but her legs were on full view. My hand was lost in between and my fingers explored her soaking wet pussy.
"Drive!" she ordered. Rehana wanted to fuck. I had seen her like this before and it was the side to her I was most addicted to. I drove. Quickly thinking of a spot we could find that would be more private I drove round the car park searching for the exit. Then I had a brainwave. On the way out there was a petrol station, which also had a large automatic car wash. I drove over to the car wash and parked in front of it. As I got out of the car to go and buy a ticket Rehana asked, "Where are you going?" I told her to wait there and within two minutes I had bought a ticket and was back in the car. We drove into the wash and within seconds it started and the car was covered in soap. No one could see in and Rehana soon realised it. She went straight for my belt and trousers and soon had them round my knees. Then she climbed over me and lowered herself onto my cock. At first it missed but with a little guidance from my hand it was inside her and she was rocking on me in a frenzied passion.
She grabbed my head and pulled it to her big tits as she rode my cock. Her panties were still hanging off one of her shoes as she kept thrusting herself onto my cock. I lifted the blouse up so I could get to her tits. She was so consumed with passion, Rehana offered no resistance and was soon completely naked riding me in my car with only the soap from the car wash blocking out the view of the passing world. The noise of the washer drowned out her cries as she reached her orgasm with me sucking on her big fair soft tits. She stopped moving but I bucked beneath her as I needed to shoot my cum into her. She leaned back as far as the stearing wheel would let her and I fucked her slightly raised body. Her big tits bounced and I stroked them with my right hand. My left hand was under her ass to hold it steady as I fucked her until my moment came and I shot my cum into her. We didn't have long and Rehana quickly climbed off and struggled to put the blouse and the saree on. It's quite a sight seeing a married woman you have just fucked, trying to get dressed quickly in the car. The car wash had just about finished and I sensed my revenge for her little game in the store. She had still not got the blouse on right and was trying to get her arms into the right place when I drove out of the car wash into full view.
At least two lucky men who I drove passed got an eyeful of her tits in her blak lacy bra as she managed to pull the blouse down and straighten herself out. I was half watching the road and half looking at her naked body as she finally managed to cover her boobs with the blouse. She was cursing me but laughing at the sheer excitement at what had just happened. It was as if she didn't care. "I can't believe we just did that!" she shouted sounding both exhausted and exhilarated. She just slouched in the passenger seat as I drove back round the car park to her car. I parked next to her and we just sat there for a moment. There was cum on my trousers, her juices were all over me and the car probably smelled of sex. We sat looking out watching people go past without speaking. It was Rehana who broke the silence. She talked and I listened.
"I can't believe what I am becoming. I would never have dreamt of doing something like that. This is all so wrong but I can't help myself anymore. I just get to the point where I can't say "no" to you. Do you realise that?" I stayed silence. The truth was I hadn't asked her anything yet here she was saying she couldn't say "no". Women's logic has always been a mystery to me but who cares when the upside is what just happened in the car wash. Rehana put her panties back on, checked herself in the mirror and prepared to get out of the car. "You better go and do your shopping. Thanks for a memorable afternoon Vikas!"
I did go back into the supermarket despite the cum on my trousers, I still had to pick up the shopping for my mother. That night I was working when I got a text message on my phone. It said, "I can't believe what you did in the car wash". This would have been OK but the text wasn't from Rehana...
I didn't see Rehana for at least another two weeks. Her husband, Shahid, was taken ill and was rushed into hospital. He only stayed in hospital for one night and then they let him out. Rehana was a little busy looking after him. I only found all this out from Zeenat who I had called round to see (hoping to get my leg over) but she had company so we just chatted on the doorstep for a few minutes. She asked me to return the next day but when I did, she had gone out. All I got was a text the next day saying she was sorry she missed are little rendezvous. I was sorry too and by the end of that week I was a little sex starved to say the least.
By the end of the second week things hadn't improved and I was really struggling. Although I could function pretty normally, my mind was totally distracted with thoughts of sex. Every female I looked at triggered sexual urges. These urges weren't always limited to the person I was looking at but just the sight of a lovely round ass walking past would get me thinking of Rehana naked or a girl with great legs would start me thinking of Zeenat on the kitchen floor.
One night I was working behind the bar in the pub when Shahid came in with his drinking buddy. The sight of Shahid back on his feet was most welcome. I started to think about Rehana and over the next ten minutes my thoughts changed from deciding when to call round and see her to actually dashing round at that moment with Shahid still in the pub. I told my boss I was feeling a little unwell and then made my way home. As I walked back, I called Rehana.
"It's me!" I said knowing she had me programmed into her phone as some imaGeethary girlfriend.
"Hello," she said.
"What are you doing now?" I asked
"Watching TV," she answered.
"Can I come round, I just saw Shahid in the pub, and so I left early." There was a little urgency in my voice.
"God, you don't miss a chance do you!" she said. "How far away are you?"
Knock, Knock, Knock. I knocked on her back door at exactly the moment she asked the question. The line went dead and about 20 seconds later she answered the door. She was smiling but blocking the door. I smiled back, leaned forward and she slowly opened the door to let me into the darkened room. We didn't speak. The door shut behind me and we just smiled at each other. I walked towards her and this time she didn't step back. We embraced and kissed passionately. I had missed seeing her and presumed from the way she grabbed me that she was feeling the same. We just kissed for a few moments. I was lost in the moment of our passionate embrace but then Rehana broke off.
"We haven't got long, he's only out for a quick pint." Rehana gave me the bad news. As she did she started to undo my trousers and lower my zip. I took over and dropped my trousers to the floor. Rehana lifted the saree along with the black peticout she was wearing and pulled down her panties. Then she stepped back to the counter that was along one wall and sat on it. I stepped towards her and as I did, she opened her legs and smiled as she stared at my swollen cock. Her saree was hitched to reveal her pussy in the darkness and she shifted forwards so I could enter her. As my cock slid into her she put her legs and arms around me and we started to fuck. She lifted herself up off the counter, resting on her hand, and drove her pussy onto my cock. The feeling of being inside her again was fantastic and I just pumped with everything I had. Two weeks of frustration were being erased in 5 minutes. We both panted with every thrust and she moaned as I slowed the pace down and I slipped in and out of her, rubbing her clit each time. We both stared down and there was just enough light to see my cock sliding in and out of her. I pushed her back and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. She was exactly at the right height to allow me to fuck her as she lay back on the counter with her legs high in the air. I could make out her big tits bouncing under her blouse as I fucked and fucked.
We were lost in the moment so much that we didn't hear the car pull up outside or Shahid make his way to the door. We didn't even here the door open. We just heard Shahid call out, "Hi honey" at the bottom of the stairs. From where he was, we were in the utility room on the other side of the kitchen. The lights were off but we just froze. "Oh shit" was all I could think. Shahid had just got back from the pub and there was I with my trousers round my ankles and my cock in his wife's pussy as she lay back on the counter. We were both gripped with fear but I kept my cock in her as neither of us dared move. Her legs were high in the air as her ankles rested on my shoulders. Shahid turned off a downstairs light and made his way upstairs to find his wife. We were both breathing hard but trying to keep quiet. When he got upstairs she pushed me off and told me to go. She disappeared into the kitchen and as I made my way into the darkness of her garden I could hear a toilet flushing and Rehana calling out, "I'm down here honey".
When I got over the shock of nearly being caught, a feeling of annoyance overcame me. Fucking Rehana again had been fantastic but I hadn't shot my load and I felt very frustrated. The next day I called round to see her but Shahid answered the door. I gave him some lame excuse that I was looking for a DVD I had loaned to Javeed so Shahid told me to go up to his room and have a look for it. Rehana heard Shahid and I coming up the stairs. As I was just at the top step she came out of her bedroom still tightening the belt on her robe. Shahid explained that I was looking for the DVD and then said that he was just on his way out. He kissed Rehana on the cheek and said goodbye to me. I was in Javeed' room pretending to look for the DVD when I heard the front door click. I turned expecting to see Rehana but she wasn't there. I went into her room but she wasn't there either. I tried the third bedroom at the front of the house and there she was peering round the curtain and looking out onto the road to check Shahid was leaving.
"Well?" I asked.
"Coast is all clear," she said with a big grin. "Follow me." I did exactly as I was told and followed her into her bedroom. She took a towel and laid it on the bed. Then she removed her robe and lay completely naked on top of the towel. There was no seduction, no discussion and no flirting. We were both there for one thing and one thing only. We were there to fuck each other's brains out. For the next twenty minutes I gave her the hardest fucking I had ever given anyone. There were no gentle slow strokes this time. It was just a passionate pump and grind session in the missionary position with a little doggie style half way through for good measure.
The sight of Rehana, in the daylight, naked beneath me was a joy to behold. Her big tits bounced and her face glowed in pleasure as we worked our magic together. We were just two people doing what we did best. We had learned what felt good and now we were practising the art of making each other cum. Rehana came first and then I came deep insider her. We stared at each other as my cock pulsed inside her and my cum filled her. We held our embrace and as my cock became slightly limp, it slipped out of her and we both looked down and watched. She caressed it with her hand and told me how wonderful she thought it was.
"I've missed your cock so much," she said. "And I've missed you."
I smiled and didn't say anything. She sounded different and for some reason, I didn't want to hear her articulate her feelings. I was feeling things for her but I wasn't going to tell her, especially as I didn't know what they were. I loved being with her. I loved fucking her. I missed not being with her when we were apart. That was all there was to it as far as I was concerned.
Then I suddenly remembered the text message on my phone from two weeks earlier about the car wash. I almost blurted it out to Rehana but managed to hold my tongue in check.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing"
"Yes it was, you were going to say something." Rehana continued to push me to say what I was thinking. I then realised that she was expecting me to express my feelings for her. What I was really thinking was whether to tell her about the phone message. No way, I decided.
She smiled and moved her mouth to my cock. Her eyes fixed on it and I stared at her as she seemed to drift into her own little world. It was like I wasn't there as she moved even closer to it and her tongue slipped out from her lips and just slightly lipped the tip. I swelled to full hardness as Rehana let the tension mount. She smiled at the effect her attention was having on me and slowly opened her mouth, I was transfixed by her widening lips and could only think of plunging my cock between them. I didn't have to wait long and soon took me fully into her mouth and mumbled a long "mmmmmmm". I loved the sight of her naked body as she sucked me off. Her legs were stretched out and her tits rested on the bed right up against me. Her head bobbed and her mouth sucked. Pure pleasure ran from my cock to my brain, but not for long.
DING DONG. A ring at the door interrupted the blowjob. Rehana froze. With my cock still in her mouth, she kept still and we both listened. I think she was hoping whoever it was would go away but the there was another DING DONG.
"Shit! Wait here and don't move." said Rehana as she got up, put on her robe and shut the door behind her. I also got up and moved to the door to try to hear who it was. I could here Rehana talking with someone, probably a female, at the door. The female sounded upset and Rehana was telling her to calm down. By opening the door slightly, I allowed myself to hear more.
"You better come in," said Rehana. With that she lead the mystery visitor into the house and they went to the kitchen. I listened but couldn't hear much other than the sound of someone crying and Rehana consoling her. I sort of knew I wasn't going to get any more action so quietly got dressed and straightened the room out, being extra careful not to make any noise. Finally I sat down and started to work out how I was going to get out of this. I didn't have to wait long as Rehana came up the stairs and into the room shutting the door behind her. She held a finger to her mouth to indicate I was to keep quiet and then whispered to me that it was her sister who had just turned up and was in a right state. Her sister had just left her husband and on the spur of the moment had turned up at Rehana's asking for somewhere to stay.
One night I was working behind the bar in the pub when Shahid came in with his drinking buddy. The sight of Shahid back on his feet was most welcome. I started to think about Rehana and over the next ten minutes my thoughts changed from deciding when to call round and see her to actually dashing round at that moment with Shahid still in the pub. I told my boss I was feeling a little unwell and then made my way home. As I walked back, I called Rehana.
"It's me!" I said knowing she had me programmed into her phone as some imaGeethary girlfriend.
"Hello," she said.
"What are you doing now?" I asked
"Watching TV," she answered.
"Can I come round, I just saw Shahid in the pub, and so I left early." There was a little urgency in my voice.
"God, you don't miss a chance do you!" she said. "How far away are you?"
Knock, Knock, Knock. I knocked on her back door at exactly the moment she asked the question. The line went dead and about 20 seconds later she answered the door. She was smiling but blocking the door. I smiled back, leaned forward and she slowly opened the door to let me into the darkened room. We didn't speak. The door shut behind me and we just smiled at each other. I walked towards her and this time she didn't step back. We embraced and kissed passionately. I had missed seeing her and presumed from the way she grabbed me that she was feeling the same. We just kissed for a few moments. I was lost in the moment of our passionate embrace but then Rehana broke off.
"We haven't got long, he's only out for a quick pint." Rehana gave me the bad news. As she did she started to undo my trousers and lower my zip. I took over and dropped my trousers to the floor. Rehana lifted the saree along with the black peticout she was wearing and pulled down her panties. Then she stepped back to the counter that was along one wall and sat on it. I stepped towards her and as I did, she opened her legs and smiled as she stared at my swollen cock. Her saree was hitched to reveal her pussy in the darkness and she shifted forwards so I could enter her. As my cock slid into her she put her legs and arms around me and we started to fuck. She lifted herself up off the counter, resting on her hand, and drove her pussy onto my cock. The feeling of being inside her again was fantastic and I just pumped with everything I had. Two weeks of frustration were being erased in 5 minutes. We both panted with every thrust and she moaned as I slowed the pace down and I slipped in and out of her, rubbing her clit each time. We both stared down and there was just enough light to see my cock sliding in and out of her. I pushed her back and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. She was exactly at the right height to allow me to fuck her as she lay back on the counter with her legs high in the air. I could make out her big tits bouncing under her blouse as I fucked and fucked.
We were lost in the moment so much that we didn't hear the car pull up outside or Shahid make his way to the door. We didn't even here the door open. We just heard Shahid call out, "Hi honey" at the bottom of the stairs. From where he was, we were in the utility room on the other side of the kitchen. The lights were off but we just froze. "Oh shit" was all I could think. Shahid had just got back from the pub and there was I with my trousers round my ankles and my cock in his wife's pussy as she lay back on the counter. We were both gripped with fear but I kept my cock in her as neither of us dared move. Her legs were high in the air as her ankles rested on my shoulders. Shahid turned off a downstairs light and made his way upstairs to find his wife. We were both breathing hard but trying to keep quiet. When he got upstairs she pushed me off and told me to go. She disappeared into the kitchen and as I made my way into the darkness of her garden I could hear a toilet flushing and Rehana calling out, "I'm down here honey".
When I got over the shock of nearly being caught, a feeling of annoyance overcame me. Fucking Rehana again had been fantastic but I hadn't shot my load and I felt very frustrated. The next day I called round to see her but Shahid answered the door. I gave him some lame excuse that I was looking for a DVD I had loaned to Javeed so Shahid told me to go up to his room and have a look for it. Rehana heard Shahid and I coming up the stairs. As I was just at the top step she came out of her bedroom still tightening the belt on her robe. Shahid explained that I was looking for the DVD and then said that he was just on his way out. He kissed Rehana on the cheek and said goodbye to me. I was in Javeed' room pretending to look for the DVD when I heard the front door click. I turned expecting to see Rehana but she wasn't there. I went into her room but she wasn't there either. I tried the third bedroom at the front of the house and there she was peering round the curtain and looking out onto the road to check Shahid was leaving.
"Well?" I asked.
"Coast is all clear," she said with a big grin. "Follow me." I did exactly as I was told and followed her into her bedroom. She took a towel and laid it on the bed. Then she removed her robe and lay completely naked on top of the towel. There was no seduction, no discussion and no flirting. We were both there for one thing and one thing only. We were there to fuck each other's brains out. For the next twenty minutes I gave her the hardest fucking I had ever given anyone. There were no gentle slow strokes this time. It was just a passionate pump and grind session in the missionary position with a little doggie style half way through for good measure.
The sight of Rehana, in the daylight, naked beneath me was a joy to behold. Her big tits bounced and her face glowed in pleasure as we worked our magic together. We were just two people doing what we did best. We had learned what felt good and now we were practising the art of making each other cum. Rehana came first and then I came deep insider her. We stared at each other as my cock pulsed inside her and my cum filled her. We held our embrace and as my cock became slightly limp, it slipped out of her and we both looked down and watched. She caressed it with her hand and told me how wonderful she thought it was.
"I've missed your cock so much," she said. "And I've missed you."
I smiled and didn't say anything. She sounded different and for some reason, I didn't want to hear her articulate her feelings. I was feeling things for her but I wasn't going to tell her, especially as I didn't know what they were. I loved being with her. I loved fucking her. I missed not being with her when we were apart. That was all there was to it as far as I was concerned.
Then I suddenly remembered the text message on my phone from two weeks earlier about the car wash. I almost blurted it out to Rehana but managed to hold my tongue in check.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing"
"Yes it was, you were going to say something." Rehana continued to push me to say what I was thinking. I then realised that she was expecting me to express my feelings for her. What I was really thinking was whether to tell her about the phone message. No way, I decided.
She smiled and moved her mouth to my cock. Her eyes fixed on it and I stared at her as she seemed to drift into her own little world. It was like I wasn't there as she moved even closer to it and her tongue slipped out from her lips and just slightly lipped the tip. I swelled to full hardness as Rehana let the tension mount. She smiled at the effect her attention was having on me and slowly opened her mouth, I was transfixed by her widening lips and could only think of plunging my cock between them. I didn't have to wait long and soon took me fully into her mouth and mumbled a long "mmmmmmm". I loved the sight of her naked body as she sucked me off. Her legs were stretched out and her tits rested on the bed right up against me. Her head bobbed and her mouth sucked. Pure pleasure ran from my cock to my brain, but not for long.
DING DONG. A ring at the door interrupted the blowjob. Rehana froze. With my cock still in her mouth, she kept still and we both listened. I think she was hoping whoever it was would go away but the there was another DING DONG.
"Shit! Wait here and don't move." said Rehana as she got up, put on her robe and shut the door behind her. I also got up and moved to the door to try to hear who it was. I could here Rehana talking with someone, probably a female, at the door. The female sounded upset and Rehana was telling her to calm down. By opening the door slightly, I allowed myself to hear more.
"You better come in," said Rehana. With that she lead the mystery visitor into the house and they went to the kitchen. I listened but couldn't hear much other than the sound of someone crying and Rehana consoling her. I sort of knew I wasn't going to get any more action so quietly got dressed and straightened the room out, being extra careful not to make any noise. Finally I sat down and started to work out how I was going to get out of this. I didn't have to wait long as Rehana came up the stairs and into the room shutting the door behind her. She held a finger to her mouth to indicate I was to keep quiet and then whispered to me that it was her sister who had just turned up and was in a right state. Her sister had just left her husband and on the spur of the moment had turned up at Rehana's asking for somewhere to stay.
Rehana got dressed and told me to stay in the room. For all I knew at that point I was going to be trapped in the room for a long time. I was curious to see what Rehana's sister looked like and I wondered if I would find her attractive. My cock twitched at the thought of another woman with the same DNA as Rehana. For no reason I could figure out, I imagined her to be older than Rehana. My mind drifted and I hoped she was as sexually switched on as Rehana had become. How nice it would be to fuck both of them and compare. My juvenile fantasies were out of control as I waited in the room for some signal from Rehana that I could escape.
The signal didn't come. I waited for a couple of hours but the whole time was spent with me listening to the barely audible mumble from downstairs of Rehana's sister pouring her heart out. I did think about trying to sneak out but didn't as I was always hoping in the next five minutes Rehana would come to my rescue. After 3 hours passed I was getting really pissed off with the whole situation. Rehana made it upstairs only to tell me to keep waiting and not try anything stupid. She was in a real panic. I was now completely bored. Rehana disappeared downstairs almost immediately and continued her impromptu marriage guidance counselling with the sister who I was slowly growing to hate.
To pass the time I started to have a sneaky look thought the drawers and wardrobes. I found some of Rehana's sexy thing like panites. My preference was and always has been for women to have no underwear on. I also found a vibrator in one of her drawers, which made me smile. I turned it on, out of curiosity, but it had no batteries. The rest of the time in the room was spent doing nothing but waiting. It's amazing how the minutes take forever but the hours pass quite quickly. Rehana made another visit upstairs to the toilet and told me she was going out and to use the back door when they were gone. I eventually escaped.
Later on at work that day I reflected on the disappointment of a curtailed session with Rehana but was also curious to learn more about Rehana's sister. I daydreamed my way through my shift and on the way home stopped off at the tree behind Rehana's garden. Climbing the tree, my only intention was to have a quick look to see if I could see Rehana's sister. The curtains were drawn closed and there was no great show as there had been on the previous occasion. Just before I started to climb down from the tree, I heard the back door open. Rehana's sister stepped out into the darkness and lit a cigarette. There was enough light to make out her overall figure. Even though she had a coat over her shoulders, I could see that she was in fact a little younger than Rehana. Her hair looked similar but her body was slightly thinner and she was probably a little taller. I felt attracted to her just on the basis she was Rehana's sister but in actual fact, the dim view of her smoking in the darkness added to the attraction. Rehana's sister looked like she might be hot. My poor abandoned cock swelled at the thought of fucking the sister. There in the tree, my hand rubbed my cock as I stared at her drawing long puffs on her cigarette. I badly need to get my end away but knew there was no chance with Rehana.
To solve my sex starvation, I texted Zeenat a quick "hello" hoping she might be up for some action. She replied with a single "hello" back. After a brief exchange of mildly flirtatious texts I suddenly stopped and made my way round to her house. She texted me a few times but I just ignored them until I got to the door. I knocked three times and she opened the door with a knowing smile, "What do you want?"
"I want to come in?" I answered.
"What for?" Zeenat asked, still smiling and flirting with her eye contact.
"I thought you might like some company." I said with not even the slightest trace of hidden meaning.
"I was just going to bed!" said Zeenat with a suggestive expression in her voice. I kept quiet,she smiled and opened the door wider to let me in. She was wearing the same velvety saree as last time. My cock swelled at the thought of what was about to happen. As soon as the door was closed, Zeenat walked over to me and we embraced. Her lips were on mine and we kissed passionately. Before too long, our hands were all over the outside of our clothes, rubbing and feeling our bodies. My hand slipped inside the back of her waistband and grabbed her bare cheek. Zeenat moaned as I started to massage her. My hardened cock was pushing against her and she forced her body closer so she could feel it. After a little more kissing and grinding, she took me by the hand and I followed her up the stairs. The site of her perfectly shaped middle-aged ass was more than I could take. I reached out and pulled down her jogging bottoms just as she made it to the top step. Zeenat stopped and allowed me to slide up behind her. Both my arms enveloped her as I climbed up onto the step behind her and pulled her back towards me. She offered no resistance as I ran my hands up inside her blouse and over her tits. My fingers slipped inside her bra and found her nipple. It was hard and she moaned even more as I caressed it. Her hand reached behind and searched for my cock. In an instant I had removed my trousers and my cock sprung up to meet its intended target. As Zeenat bent her knees to allow me to enter her, I thrust forward and my cock struggled to find its way. She was a little dry but with a quick dab of saliva I was lubricated and soon entering her doggie style at the top of the stairs. She fell forward onto her hands and knees as I thrust into her. The first few thrusts felt fantastic and the feeling of satisfaction from burying my cock in her surged through my body.
The stairs wasn't that comfortable for either of us so we made our way to the bedroom and proceeded to fuck like teenagers. She was insatiable and encouraged me to keep fucking. The longer it went on the more encouragement she offered and the more she used the word fuck. " I want your cum this time!" she demanded.
"What?" I asked.
"You have never cum inside me," she said. "Fuck me! Cum inside me, I need to feel your cum." I didn't need telling twice and after a few more minutes I held one last thrust and shot my load as deep into her as I could. I thought about her in the sauna and then on the floor in her living room. I thought about her naked body and how she climaxed in the sauna. It was all too much and I shot even more steams of cum into her. It probably wasn't so but it felt like I came twice in quick succession. Zeenat loved every minute of it and just moaned and showed her appreciation with "yessss" in slow whispers over and over again. She was in a world of her own but she soon came round and sat up crossed legged on the bed. Her naked pussy was leaking my cum onto the bed and I enjoyed watching it ooze. She was comfortable with me watching and seemed almost proud that I was staring at her freshly fucked sex. We were both out of breath and enjoying the relaxing feeling that great sex instils in your body. This had been a wonderful fuck and on a par with anything that Rehana and I had done.
"Stay the night," she suggested. I smiled at her and climbed under the duvet. Zeenat left the room to go to the toilet but then returned and climbed under the covers with me. We cuddled up to each other and fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke in the night and just lay there trying to come to terms with the fact I was sleeping with the mother of one of my friends. I felt out of place. I watched her closely, enjoying her breathing and the peaceful look on her beautiful face. She really was fantastic looking and the black hair made her even more so. I got hard again as I thought about how we had fucked each. I wanted her again so made my move. To my surprise she responded without really waking up and soon we were gently fucking. Zeenat's eyes stayed shut but her whole body moved slowly to the rhythm of my cock slipping in and out of her. I soon came inside her and she let out a long contented "mmmmmmm" and went back to sleep.
I awoke the next morning to find the bed was empty. I could hear the shower running and I got up to see where Zeenat was. I could easily make out her naked body behind the frosted glass of the shower door and I did the inevitable and joined her in the shower. We embraced and then soaped each other all over. Her nipples hardened and my cock swelled. We were in no rush to fuck again and just continued to rub each other in the soapy water. After a little while and without any obvious communication I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I took the full weight of her body and was shocked how wet her pussy was. My cock slipped into her with only the slightest adjustment as I lowered her onto it. We fucked for a few seconds with her in this position but it wasn't as comfortable as it looked in the movies and I soon let her down. She slipped off my cock but dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Thoughts of coming in her face filled my mind and I tried to come as quickly as possible. Of course it doesn't work like that and it took some time before my orgasm started to build. Zeenat was an expert cock sucker and knew the effect she was having on me. I wanted to come over her face but she just grabbed me and pulled herself onto my cock at exactly the moment of eruption and I came down her throat. She swallowed it all and continued to suck every last drop
I left the shower to get dried and Zeenat stayed in to wash her hair. When she got out I was dressed and preparing to leave. We exchanged complements and Zeenat made it clear I was welcome again in a few days. I made my own way downstairs and let myself out feeling very pleased with myself. There was no bond or closeness between Zeenat and me but she certainly enjoyed fucking. I was more than happy with where we stood despite a little nagging doubt in my mind that this was too good to be true.
The signal didn't come. I waited for a couple of hours but the whole time was spent with me listening to the barely audible mumble from downstairs of Rehana's sister pouring her heart out. I did think about trying to sneak out but didn't as I was always hoping in the next five minutes Rehana would come to my rescue. After 3 hours passed I was getting really pissed off with the whole situation. Rehana made it upstairs only to tell me to keep waiting and not try anything stupid. She was in a real panic. I was now completely bored. Rehana disappeared downstairs almost immediately and continued her impromptu marriage guidance counselling with the sister who I was slowly growing to hate.
To pass the time I started to have a sneaky look thought the drawers and wardrobes. I found some of Rehana's sexy thing like panites. My preference was and always has been for women to have no underwear on. I also found a vibrator in one of her drawers, which made me smile. I turned it on, out of curiosity, but it had no batteries. The rest of the time in the room was spent doing nothing but waiting. It's amazing how the minutes take forever but the hours pass quite quickly. Rehana made another visit upstairs to the toilet and told me she was going out and to use the back door when they were gone. I eventually escaped.
Later on at work that day I reflected on the disappointment of a curtailed session with Rehana but was also curious to learn more about Rehana's sister. I daydreamed my way through my shift and on the way home stopped off at the tree behind Rehana's garden. Climbing the tree, my only intention was to have a quick look to see if I could see Rehana's sister. The curtains were drawn closed and there was no great show as there had been on the previous occasion. Just before I started to climb down from the tree, I heard the back door open. Rehana's sister stepped out into the darkness and lit a cigarette. There was enough light to make out her overall figure. Even though she had a coat over her shoulders, I could see that she was in fact a little younger than Rehana. Her hair looked similar but her body was slightly thinner and she was probably a little taller. I felt attracted to her just on the basis she was Rehana's sister but in actual fact, the dim view of her smoking in the darkness added to the attraction. Rehana's sister looked like she might be hot. My poor abandoned cock swelled at the thought of fucking the sister. There in the tree, my hand rubbed my cock as I stared at her drawing long puffs on her cigarette. I badly need to get my end away but knew there was no chance with Rehana.
To solve my sex starvation, I texted Zeenat a quick "hello" hoping she might be up for some action. She replied with a single "hello" back. After a brief exchange of mildly flirtatious texts I suddenly stopped and made my way round to her house. She texted me a few times but I just ignored them until I got to the door. I knocked three times and she opened the door with a knowing smile, "What do you want?"
"I want to come in?" I answered.
"What for?" Zeenat asked, still smiling and flirting with her eye contact.
"I thought you might like some company." I said with not even the slightest trace of hidden meaning.
"I was just going to bed!" said Zeenat with a suggestive expression in her voice. I kept quiet,she smiled and opened the door wider to let me in. She was wearing the same velvety saree as last time. My cock swelled at the thought of what was about to happen. As soon as the door was closed, Zeenat walked over to me and we embraced. Her lips were on mine and we kissed passionately. Before too long, our hands were all over the outside of our clothes, rubbing and feeling our bodies. My hand slipped inside the back of her waistband and grabbed her bare cheek. Zeenat moaned as I started to massage her. My hardened cock was pushing against her and she forced her body closer so she could feel it. After a little more kissing and grinding, she took me by the hand and I followed her up the stairs. The site of her perfectly shaped middle-aged ass was more than I could take. I reached out and pulled down her jogging bottoms just as she made it to the top step. Zeenat stopped and allowed me to slide up behind her. Both my arms enveloped her as I climbed up onto the step behind her and pulled her back towards me. She offered no resistance as I ran my hands up inside her blouse and over her tits. My fingers slipped inside her bra and found her nipple. It was hard and she moaned even more as I caressed it. Her hand reached behind and searched for my cock. In an instant I had removed my trousers and my cock sprung up to meet its intended target. As Zeenat bent her knees to allow me to enter her, I thrust forward and my cock struggled to find its way. She was a little dry but with a quick dab of saliva I was lubricated and soon entering her doggie style at the top of the stairs. She fell forward onto her hands and knees as I thrust into her. The first few thrusts felt fantastic and the feeling of satisfaction from burying my cock in her surged through my body.
The stairs wasn't that comfortable for either of us so we made our way to the bedroom and proceeded to fuck like teenagers. She was insatiable and encouraged me to keep fucking. The longer it went on the more encouragement she offered and the more she used the word fuck. " I want your cum this time!" she demanded.
"What?" I asked.
"You have never cum inside me," she said. "Fuck me! Cum inside me, I need to feel your cum." I didn't need telling twice and after a few more minutes I held one last thrust and shot my load as deep into her as I could. I thought about her in the sauna and then on the floor in her living room. I thought about her naked body and how she climaxed in the sauna. It was all too much and I shot even more steams of cum into her. It probably wasn't so but it felt like I came twice in quick succession. Zeenat loved every minute of it and just moaned and showed her appreciation with "yessss" in slow whispers over and over again. She was in a world of her own but she soon came round and sat up crossed legged on the bed. Her naked pussy was leaking my cum onto the bed and I enjoyed watching it ooze. She was comfortable with me watching and seemed almost proud that I was staring at her freshly fucked sex. We were both out of breath and enjoying the relaxing feeling that great sex instils in your body. This had been a wonderful fuck and on a par with anything that Rehana and I had done.
"Stay the night," she suggested. I smiled at her and climbed under the duvet. Zeenat left the room to go to the toilet but then returned and climbed under the covers with me. We cuddled up to each other and fell asleep in each other's arms. I awoke in the night and just lay there trying to come to terms with the fact I was sleeping with the mother of one of my friends. I felt out of place. I watched her closely, enjoying her breathing and the peaceful look on her beautiful face. She really was fantastic looking and the black hair made her even more so. I got hard again as I thought about how we had fucked each. I wanted her again so made my move. To my surprise she responded without really waking up and soon we were gently fucking. Zeenat's eyes stayed shut but her whole body moved slowly to the rhythm of my cock slipping in and out of her. I soon came inside her and she let out a long contented "mmmmmmm" and went back to sleep.
I awoke the next morning to find the bed was empty. I could hear the shower running and I got up to see where Zeenat was. I could easily make out her naked body behind the frosted glass of the shower door and I did the inevitable and joined her in the shower. We embraced and then soaped each other all over. Her nipples hardened and my cock swelled. We were in no rush to fuck again and just continued to rub each other in the soapy water. After a little while and without any obvious communication I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around me. I took the full weight of her body and was shocked how wet her pussy was. My cock slipped into her with only the slightest adjustment as I lowered her onto it. We fucked for a few seconds with her in this position but it wasn't as comfortable as it looked in the movies and I soon let her down. She slipped off my cock but dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. Thoughts of coming in her face filled my mind and I tried to come as quickly as possible. Of course it doesn't work like that and it took some time before my orgasm started to build. Zeenat was an expert cock sucker and knew the effect she was having on me. I wanted to come over her face but she just grabbed me and pulled herself onto my cock at exactly the moment of eruption and I came down her throat. She swallowed it all and continued to suck every last drop
I left the shower to get dried and Zeenat stayed in to wash her hair. When she got out I was dressed and preparing to leave. We exchanged complements and Zeenat made it clear I was welcome again in a few days. I made my own way downstairs and let myself out feeling very pleased with myself. There was no bond or closeness between Zeenat and me but she certainly enjoyed fucking. I was more than happy with where we stood despite a little nagging doubt in my mind that this was too good to be true.
Rehana was starting to express feelings but Zeenat was the opposite and gave nothing away.
Rehana rang me the following day. "Can you come round?" she asked.
"When?" I asked.
"Make it about 10 when Shahid is at work."
"Excellent, I can't wait." My cock twitched at the thought of what might be waiting for me.
"Not for that," said Rehana surprising me. "My sister is still here. We both need to talk to you." I was surprised by this and had no idea what they both wanted, but I agreed to go round.
I arrived at Rehana's about 10 and waited on the door step still guessing what this was all about. A threesome was one idea. Maybe Rehana wanted me to keep her sister company. I was about to find out. Rehana opened the door. She was wearing smarter clothes than usual and was more made up than I had seen her in a long time. I complemented her on how good she looked but she put her finger to her lips to indicate for me to shut up and not say anything in front of her sister. Rehana showed me into the kitchen where her sister was sat at the table. She had her back to me but turned and stood to meet me. Rehana introduced as and we shook hands. Her name was Salma and I was instantly attracted to her. She was better looking than Rehana, a little taller and a bit younger. Shallow for me to judge her on these attributes but I couldn't help it. When she spoke her mannerisms were so similar to Rehana that it was unreal. It made her even more attractive and I laughed at how alike they were. When they both protested they became even more alike. Rehana made up some small talk about how she didn't see much of me since Javeed went away and then she asked if I was working. I told them about my evening bar work in the pub and that is when Salma asked me if I wanted a full time job.
"Who for," I asked.
"My husband," answered Salma. She went onto explain, "He runs a small company that imports clothing. There are 8 staff and he has just lost his best worker. I asked Rehana if she had any friends and she mentioned she had bumped into you in the supermarket the other day. " I couldn't help thinking about the supermarket meeting as she spoke. I wondered if her big sister had mentioned that we had fucked in the car wash. Probably not was my guess.
"What would I be doing," I asked in a half-interested way.
Salma went on. I could only half concentrate on what she was saying. The rest of me was just taken by her beautiful features and the more I glanced over her body, the more hot she looked. Salma explained that it was a small company and everyone just shared all the work, there would be some handling of the goods, preparing orders and possibly some delivery work. I might even be asked to handle the phones and eventually most people helped out on the computer processing the paperwork. When Salma told me the pay, I became very interested. I was surprised that this job would pay twice as much as the bar work.
"I need you to do something else while you are there," Salma said with a serious look on her face. She looked over to Rehana as she spoke and Rehana nodded as if to confirm it was OK for Salma to continue with her proposal.
"I need you to spy on my husband. I believe he is cheating on me and I need evidence. I moved out yesterday but today I will move back and pretend I am OK. When I have enough evidence I will divorce the cheating prick. I'm sure he is cheating with one of the tramps in his office and I need to know who." I had to hand it to her, she was honest and to the point. "If you get the evidence I need then I will make it worth your while." I was sure Salma meant money but I sort of hoped it would mean a good fucking. I agreed to take the job and asked when did I start. Salma explained that Rehana was to take me round to meet her husband at his office the following morning and I was never to give anyone any idea that I had met her. I was only allowed to report to Rehana and wasn't to breath a word of this arrangement to anyone. In all honesty, it was a good arrangement for me. It gave me an excuse to meet up with Rehana, I sort of hoped I would see more of Salma and I needed a job. The pay was good too.
Salma and Rehana started to discuss a few details and I just stood there checking Salma out. She was a real knockout. Long dark hair like her sister but prettier in the face with some really nice freckles. She was very smartly dressed and I instinctively knew that Rehana had dressed to compete with her sister. It was no contest however. Salma had more style and natural charm than Rehana. My cock was starting to swell in my pants as imagined what Salma looked like naked. I think Rehana noticed me checking out her younger sister but didn't show it outwardly. Salma held her hand out so we could shake on the deal and I duly obliged and shook it. I held her hand slightly longer than was necessary but she pulled away and showed no sign of interest in me. Damn!
The next day I got up for my first day at work and made my way round to Rehana's about 20 minutes before we had planned. Rehana answered the door in just a robe telling me I was a little early. She invited me in and told me to wait while she finished getting ready. I followed her upstairs with my cock growing with each step.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I don't want to wait downstairs when we have 10 minutes spare" I said in a suggestive tone.
"No way," said Rehana. "Not now........we have to get you to work." I ignored her refusal and walked up behind her. I slipped my arms round her and she made a small effort to resist but my nibbling on her neck ended any resistance. My hands found her tits and she rubbed her ass back into my groin area. I reached down and lifted the material of her saree along with the petticout up wound her waist. I was surprised that she had panties on but she just stepped away from me and removed them. Then she stepped back towards me and kissed me on the lips, throwing her arms around me. As she did her saree fell open I pulled the blouse of her shoulders over her head and she was completely naked against me. My cock was hard in my jeans and I undid them. She started to help me and as soon as my jeans were open, her hands were on my cock rubbing me. We were still kissing as we fell onto the bed. I rolled onto her and she guided my cock between her legs.
My cock slipped easily into her and we fucked slowly for a few seconds. Her eyes were closed and she moaned lightly as we picked up the pace a little. This was only ever meant to be a quick fuck so I made no effort to hold back. As we were screwing she asked if I liked her sister. I denied I did but she accused me of checking her out. As we spoke I fucked even faster with thoughts of Salma running though my head. Rehana told me to forget it and that Salma had only ever been with one man, her husband. This turned me on even more. Just before I came, I withdrew my cock and shot my load all over her body. A long stream of cum streaked across her belly and finished just below her big tits. I jacked the next shot right over her tits and one spurt even made it to her chin.
When I was finished I stood back from the bed and just stared at her lying there with cum all over her. She was smiling back at me and called me names for covering her in cum. I was surprised as she used her finger to scoop some of it off her belly and then smiled as she sucked it off her finger. Rehana was into my cum in a big way and I loved the effect I was having on her. She wouldn't fuck or suck her husband but there was I getting everything. She suddenly realised the time and jumped up to get ready. I got dressed again and she just put clothes on after wiping herself with a towel. I loved the thought of her unwashed body under the clothes after my cum had been all over it.
"Come on," she said. "Lets get you off to work."
Rehana drove me to the office that Salma's husband kept about 6 miles from where I lived. On the way there, Rehana was giving me the inside info on Salma's husband and his firm. The business was called KC's Imports and the building was mostly a warehouse with some office space for admin. There were other similar businesses on the same road. Rehana warned me in a playful way about working with all the women in the office. I think she was trying to suss out if I was likely to play around. I told her that none could measure up to her and as long as I had Rehana then I wasn't interested in other women in a sexual way. This was a complete lie of course and even as I said it I could only think of Rehana's beautiful younger sister Salma.
When we arrived at the office I suddenly felt a little nervous. Rehana showed me inside and Salma's husband quickly met us. His name was Dawood and to be fair, he seemed OK. I really liked him, quickly grew to respect him and enjoy working for him. He was friendly, smart and hard working. He seemed devoted to his wife and also loyal to his staff. In the first few weeks with the company, I learned a lot just watching how well he ran things and managed the everyday problems of staffing levels and changing workloads. Dawood worked long hours and often stayed late. I was sometimes asked to stay late and he always made a point of expressing his appreciation.
What I haven't mentioned yet are the other people who worked there. They were all women. The first two weeks were work, work, work and more work. I did get to meet all the people there and half of them were what you would call attractive with lots of potential but I can't say that I spent much time thinking about any of them except for maybe the odd wank. I also fucked Rehana a couple of times on the pretence of going round to update her on my findings re Dawood's supposed infidelity. This was nice. We had slipped into a mutual understanding that we could both initiate a good fucking anytime it suited.
Rehana rang me the following day. "Can you come round?" she asked.
"When?" I asked.
"Make it about 10 when Shahid is at work."
"Excellent, I can't wait." My cock twitched at the thought of what might be waiting for me.
"Not for that," said Rehana surprising me. "My sister is still here. We both need to talk to you." I was surprised by this and had no idea what they both wanted, but I agreed to go round.
I arrived at Rehana's about 10 and waited on the door step still guessing what this was all about. A threesome was one idea. Maybe Rehana wanted me to keep her sister company. I was about to find out. Rehana opened the door. She was wearing smarter clothes than usual and was more made up than I had seen her in a long time. I complemented her on how good she looked but she put her finger to her lips to indicate for me to shut up and not say anything in front of her sister. Rehana showed me into the kitchen where her sister was sat at the table. She had her back to me but turned and stood to meet me. Rehana introduced as and we shook hands. Her name was Salma and I was instantly attracted to her. She was better looking than Rehana, a little taller and a bit younger. Shallow for me to judge her on these attributes but I couldn't help it. When she spoke her mannerisms were so similar to Rehana that it was unreal. It made her even more attractive and I laughed at how alike they were. When they both protested they became even more alike. Rehana made up some small talk about how she didn't see much of me since Javeed went away and then she asked if I was working. I told them about my evening bar work in the pub and that is when Salma asked me if I wanted a full time job.
"Who for," I asked.
"My husband," answered Salma. She went onto explain, "He runs a small company that imports clothing. There are 8 staff and he has just lost his best worker. I asked Rehana if she had any friends and she mentioned she had bumped into you in the supermarket the other day. " I couldn't help thinking about the supermarket meeting as she spoke. I wondered if her big sister had mentioned that we had fucked in the car wash. Probably not was my guess.
"What would I be doing," I asked in a half-interested way.
Salma went on. I could only half concentrate on what she was saying. The rest of me was just taken by her beautiful features and the more I glanced over her body, the more hot she looked. Salma explained that it was a small company and everyone just shared all the work, there would be some handling of the goods, preparing orders and possibly some delivery work. I might even be asked to handle the phones and eventually most people helped out on the computer processing the paperwork. When Salma told me the pay, I became very interested. I was surprised that this job would pay twice as much as the bar work.
"I need you to do something else while you are there," Salma said with a serious look on her face. She looked over to Rehana as she spoke and Rehana nodded as if to confirm it was OK for Salma to continue with her proposal.
"I need you to spy on my husband. I believe he is cheating on me and I need evidence. I moved out yesterday but today I will move back and pretend I am OK. When I have enough evidence I will divorce the cheating prick. I'm sure he is cheating with one of the tramps in his office and I need to know who." I had to hand it to her, she was honest and to the point. "If you get the evidence I need then I will make it worth your while." I was sure Salma meant money but I sort of hoped it would mean a good fucking. I agreed to take the job and asked when did I start. Salma explained that Rehana was to take me round to meet her husband at his office the following morning and I was never to give anyone any idea that I had met her. I was only allowed to report to Rehana and wasn't to breath a word of this arrangement to anyone. In all honesty, it was a good arrangement for me. It gave me an excuse to meet up with Rehana, I sort of hoped I would see more of Salma and I needed a job. The pay was good too.
Salma and Rehana started to discuss a few details and I just stood there checking Salma out. She was a real knockout. Long dark hair like her sister but prettier in the face with some really nice freckles. She was very smartly dressed and I instinctively knew that Rehana had dressed to compete with her sister. It was no contest however. Salma had more style and natural charm than Rehana. My cock was starting to swell in my pants as imagined what Salma looked like naked. I think Rehana noticed me checking out her younger sister but didn't show it outwardly. Salma held her hand out so we could shake on the deal and I duly obliged and shook it. I held her hand slightly longer than was necessary but she pulled away and showed no sign of interest in me. Damn!
The next day I got up for my first day at work and made my way round to Rehana's about 20 minutes before we had planned. Rehana answered the door in just a robe telling me I was a little early. She invited me in and told me to wait while she finished getting ready. I followed her upstairs with my cock growing with each step.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I don't want to wait downstairs when we have 10 minutes spare" I said in a suggestive tone.
"No way," said Rehana. "Not now........we have to get you to work." I ignored her refusal and walked up behind her. I slipped my arms round her and she made a small effort to resist but my nibbling on her neck ended any resistance. My hands found her tits and she rubbed her ass back into my groin area. I reached down and lifted the material of her saree along with the petticout up wound her waist. I was surprised that she had panties on but she just stepped away from me and removed them. Then she stepped back towards me and kissed me on the lips, throwing her arms around me. As she did her saree fell open I pulled the blouse of her shoulders over her head and she was completely naked against me. My cock was hard in my jeans and I undid them. She started to help me and as soon as my jeans were open, her hands were on my cock rubbing me. We were still kissing as we fell onto the bed. I rolled onto her and she guided my cock between her legs.
My cock slipped easily into her and we fucked slowly for a few seconds. Her eyes were closed and she moaned lightly as we picked up the pace a little. This was only ever meant to be a quick fuck so I made no effort to hold back. As we were screwing she asked if I liked her sister. I denied I did but she accused me of checking her out. As we spoke I fucked even faster with thoughts of Salma running though my head. Rehana told me to forget it and that Salma had only ever been with one man, her husband. This turned me on even more. Just before I came, I withdrew my cock and shot my load all over her body. A long stream of cum streaked across her belly and finished just below her big tits. I jacked the next shot right over her tits and one spurt even made it to her chin.
When I was finished I stood back from the bed and just stared at her lying there with cum all over her. She was smiling back at me and called me names for covering her in cum. I was surprised as she used her finger to scoop some of it off her belly and then smiled as she sucked it off her finger. Rehana was into my cum in a big way and I loved the effect I was having on her. She wouldn't fuck or suck her husband but there was I getting everything. She suddenly realised the time and jumped up to get ready. I got dressed again and she just put clothes on after wiping herself with a towel. I loved the thought of her unwashed body under the clothes after my cum had been all over it.
"Come on," she said. "Lets get you off to work."
Rehana drove me to the office that Salma's husband kept about 6 miles from where I lived. On the way there, Rehana was giving me the inside info on Salma's husband and his firm. The business was called KC's Imports and the building was mostly a warehouse with some office space for admin. There were other similar businesses on the same road. Rehana warned me in a playful way about working with all the women in the office. I think she was trying to suss out if I was likely to play around. I told her that none could measure up to her and as long as I had Rehana then I wasn't interested in other women in a sexual way. This was a complete lie of course and even as I said it I could only think of Rehana's beautiful younger sister Salma.
When we arrived at the office I suddenly felt a little nervous. Rehana showed me inside and Salma's husband quickly met us. His name was Dawood and to be fair, he seemed OK. I really liked him, quickly grew to respect him and enjoy working for him. He was friendly, smart and hard working. He seemed devoted to his wife and also loyal to his staff. In the first few weeks with the company, I learned a lot just watching how well he ran things and managed the everyday problems of staffing levels and changing workloads. Dawood worked long hours and often stayed late. I was sometimes asked to stay late and he always made a point of expressing his appreciation.
What I haven't mentioned yet are the other people who worked there. They were all women. The first two weeks were work, work, work and more work. I did get to meet all the people there and half of them were what you would call attractive with lots of potential but I can't say that I spent much time thinking about any of them except for maybe the odd wank. I also fucked Rehana a couple of times on the pretence of going round to update her on my findings re Dawood's supposed infidelity. This was nice. We had slipped into a mutual understanding that we could both initiate a good fucking anytime it suited.
I was living the dream. 20 years old and fucking a lovely married woman about twice my age. We were extremely compatible and loved to make each other cum. My only nagging doubt was that Rehana was finding it harder to keep her feelings in check than I was. I decided to stop worrying and enjoy the sex.
Within a couple of weeks, Rehana was telling me that Salma was growing impatient and was not impressed that I held Dawood is such esteem. I told Rehana that maybe Salma and I should meet to discuss it. Rehana overcame her natural possessiveness and agreed to set up a meeting. Dawood was travelling to dubai for a couple of weeks so I was told to go and see Salma at her house one evening. When I got there, Salma nearly stopped me dead in my tracks. She looked stunning and obviously paid far more attention to her appearance than Rehana did. Don't get me wrong, Rehana always looked good but Salma was something else. I think she knew the effect she was having on me but she certainly didn't give anything away. In fact, she was a little off with me when I told her I had nothing to report. When I continued to say how much I appreciated Dawood's support and the opportunity to work for him, she was really pissed off. I said she should be relieved there was no reason to suspect he was cheating but Salma couldn't agree with me. She didn't buy the workaholic angle and felt sure he was cheating on her with one of the younger women in the office.
Salma sat on the sofa in a relaxed but poised way and I was trying to check her out. She was dressed very smart in a business skirt and blouse. Her legs looked great and her tits filled the blouse perfectly. I could hardly concentrate on our conversation and spent most of the time mentally undressing her and fucking her in my mind. Salma was being assertive with me, she told me to start digging. "Get close to some of those women in the office and see what you can find out," she ordered.
I agreed to do my best and promised I would leave no stone unturned. For some reason I didn't dare tell her that Dawood had travelled to dubai with his admin clerk, Geetha. Now Geetha was about 23 and very attractive. She had long dark hair and dressed very casually in a way that most women would feel was a little too laid back for work. Geetha could pull it off though. I don't know why I didn't tell Salma about Geetha travelling with Dawood but something just instinctively told me to keep that from her. Salma didn't ask so I assumed she already knew or Dawood had told her he was travelling alone. I didn't stay long at Salma's. I tried to drag the conversation out and talk about other things but Salma was a very cool customer. Sexy as hell, but very cool with it. This made me want her even more. I returned home and wanked a couple of times thinking about her. Then it was back to work over the next couple of weeks.
When Dawood and Geetha returned from their business trip to the Far East, Geetha was showing off a lovely gold watch she had bought at the airport. She claimed she had used her bonus to pay for it but really everyone thought that Dawood had bought it. Could Geetha be the one he was fucking behind his wife's back. She was certainly fuckable. Geetha was one of those women that create an instant impression and then the more you see her the more you want to see even more. I would bump into her several times a day and each time I was only ever thinking how good she looked. Her and I built up quite a rapport and often shared a joke. I would say Geetha was the first 'friend' I made in the office and started to talk to each other about life outside work. Geetha had a boyfriend but they argued a lot and she was often in need of cheering up. I was more than happy to take her mind off things with a steady line in office banter and one liners. Things were moving along nicely with Geetha and I told her I was single but occasionally had a casual thing with an old girlfriend that suited us both. I didn't want her to think I was a sex starved saddo.
One morning, Geetha was crying. I walked into the office where her desk was and couldn't help but notice. Geetha was trying to compose herself but there was no hiding her upset.
"What's the matter?" I asked putting my hand on her shoulder. This was the first time I had ever touched her. Electricity shot through my arm as I rested my hand on her. I could only think how badly I wanted to put my arm round her but I managed to control my urge and just concentrate on consoling her. Through the tears she managed to tell me she had finally split up with her boyfriend and he had just called to tell her it was completely over. Apparently he thought Geetha was cheating on him. At that moment Dawood walked in. He gave me a look and I gave him one back with a shrug. It was a blokes way of asking what was going on and the other blokes way of saying it was nothing much. Dawood walked out. Geetha was pleased he had gone, as she didn't want anyone to see her crying. I asked her if she wanted to go home but she said she was better keeping busy at work. "I have get back to work, tell you what......let me buy you lunch." Geetha smiled as I suggested this and thanked me for being a friend. A friend was the last thing I wanted to be but lunch was set and off I went for the rest of the morning. I thought that if Geetha's ex was right then it might be Dawood who had been fucking Geetha at work. It didn't bother me. I sort of liked the idea of Geetha being up for a bit of fun so hoped in a way she was prepared to dabble at work. Lunchtime couldn't come soon enough.
Geetha looked a lot better when I saw her for lunch. As we got into her car we made a pact that we wouldn't discuss her break up. She wanted to just spend an hour laughing and joking and not feeling sorry for herself. I was more than happy to oblige and we went to a nice pub and enjoyed a very pleasant 45 minutes chatting. I was trying to be flirtatious and felt she was reciprocating. When we got up to leave we nearly bumped into each other. We stopped, stood very close and just stared at each other. Geetha had been laughing and she smiled straight back at me. We both said sorry at the same time for nearly bumping each. We smiled at each other warmly. I put both my hands on her upper arms and stared at her still smiling. She carried on smiling back. I went to kiss her and moved my head forward. She kissed me before I had a chance with just a closed mouth and said thanks for being a friend. She could see I wanted a proper kiss but insisted we got back to the office. When we got the car we both sat inside and put our seat belts on. Geetha didn't turn the ignition on but instead just sat there thinking.
"Did something just happen then?" she asked referring to the brief kiss.
"Nearly" was my reply.
"Hmmmm!" she said. Then she unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over to me slowly. This time it was her wanting a kiss. I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity and soon we were kissing passionately. She broke off the kiss and sat back in her seat.
"That was more like it!" I said. Geetha smiled and turned the ignition on. We hardly said a word as we drove back but just smiled and enjoyed the moment. As I was getting out of her car she asked me if I wanted a lift home. Naturally, I accepted and I told her I would come and find her as soon as I finished work. The afternoon really dragged as I clock watched my way through the hours looking forward to seeing Geetha. I received a text from Rehana asking to see me that evening but I didn't reply. I was only thinking about Geetha and decided Rehana would have to wait.
Eventually the day ended and I went to find Geetha. She was waiting for me and greeted me with a huge grin. We pulled out of the car park in her car and she started to drive.
"You seem happier than this morning." I said breaking the silence.
"It's thanks to you," said Geetha. "When a relationship comes to an end, some people need to be alone but not me, I just need to be with someone."
"Glad I can help!" I said sounding a little used.
"Don't get me wrong, Vikas. You're not here to help. I really like you and I'm now free to take our friendship further if we both want."
"What have you got in mind?" trying very hard not to make it sound like a leading question.
"Come back to my place. Spend the evening with me and lets see how things go. We can get something to eat and talk and see where that takes us" explained Geetha with such confidence that I didn't even consider saying no. I received another text from Rehana but carried on talking to Geetha as she drove to her place.
Twenty minutes later and we were at Geetha's flat. An hour later and we were eating a bowl of pasta salad that she had created as we chatted in the kitchen. As we both finished our food, Geetha stood to collect the plates. She walked around the table to where I was sat but instead of picking up my plate she leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back. She moved her face away from mine but stayed close, about 2 inches. Then Geetha whispered, "Lets make love!"
She took my hand and I followed her into her bedroom. With no conversation at all Geetha started to undress. I marvelled at the way she was revealing her naked body as each piece of clothing was discarded. With a little nod from her, I began to do the same and soon we were both naked and falling onto the bed. We hugged and then climbed under the covers. Geetha was smiling and complementing me on how much she had wanted to do this since the day I joined the company. We didn't get started for over half an hour but instead just talked and kissed and stroked. My cock was hard and I think she enjoyed feeling my arousal against her leg. With almost no prompting I knew that the time was right and I just climbed onto her. She stared into my eyes and opened her legs fully. I had been gently rubbing her clit a little earlier and my cock was now resting against her wet pussy.
Within a couple of weeks, Rehana was telling me that Salma was growing impatient and was not impressed that I held Dawood is such esteem. I told Rehana that maybe Salma and I should meet to discuss it. Rehana overcame her natural possessiveness and agreed to set up a meeting. Dawood was travelling to dubai for a couple of weeks so I was told to go and see Salma at her house one evening. When I got there, Salma nearly stopped me dead in my tracks. She looked stunning and obviously paid far more attention to her appearance than Rehana did. Don't get me wrong, Rehana always looked good but Salma was something else. I think she knew the effect she was having on me but she certainly didn't give anything away. In fact, she was a little off with me when I told her I had nothing to report. When I continued to say how much I appreciated Dawood's support and the opportunity to work for him, she was really pissed off. I said she should be relieved there was no reason to suspect he was cheating but Salma couldn't agree with me. She didn't buy the workaholic angle and felt sure he was cheating on her with one of the younger women in the office.
Salma sat on the sofa in a relaxed but poised way and I was trying to check her out. She was dressed very smart in a business skirt and blouse. Her legs looked great and her tits filled the blouse perfectly. I could hardly concentrate on our conversation and spent most of the time mentally undressing her and fucking her in my mind. Salma was being assertive with me, she told me to start digging. "Get close to some of those women in the office and see what you can find out," she ordered.
I agreed to do my best and promised I would leave no stone unturned. For some reason I didn't dare tell her that Dawood had travelled to dubai with his admin clerk, Geetha. Now Geetha was about 23 and very attractive. She had long dark hair and dressed very casually in a way that most women would feel was a little too laid back for work. Geetha could pull it off though. I don't know why I didn't tell Salma about Geetha travelling with Dawood but something just instinctively told me to keep that from her. Salma didn't ask so I assumed she already knew or Dawood had told her he was travelling alone. I didn't stay long at Salma's. I tried to drag the conversation out and talk about other things but Salma was a very cool customer. Sexy as hell, but very cool with it. This made me want her even more. I returned home and wanked a couple of times thinking about her. Then it was back to work over the next couple of weeks.
When Dawood and Geetha returned from their business trip to the Far East, Geetha was showing off a lovely gold watch she had bought at the airport. She claimed she had used her bonus to pay for it but really everyone thought that Dawood had bought it. Could Geetha be the one he was fucking behind his wife's back. She was certainly fuckable. Geetha was one of those women that create an instant impression and then the more you see her the more you want to see even more. I would bump into her several times a day and each time I was only ever thinking how good she looked. Her and I built up quite a rapport and often shared a joke. I would say Geetha was the first 'friend' I made in the office and started to talk to each other about life outside work. Geetha had a boyfriend but they argued a lot and she was often in need of cheering up. I was more than happy to take her mind off things with a steady line in office banter and one liners. Things were moving along nicely with Geetha and I told her I was single but occasionally had a casual thing with an old girlfriend that suited us both. I didn't want her to think I was a sex starved saddo.
One morning, Geetha was crying. I walked into the office where her desk was and couldn't help but notice. Geetha was trying to compose herself but there was no hiding her upset.
"What's the matter?" I asked putting my hand on her shoulder. This was the first time I had ever touched her. Electricity shot through my arm as I rested my hand on her. I could only think how badly I wanted to put my arm round her but I managed to control my urge and just concentrate on consoling her. Through the tears she managed to tell me she had finally split up with her boyfriend and he had just called to tell her it was completely over. Apparently he thought Geetha was cheating on him. At that moment Dawood walked in. He gave me a look and I gave him one back with a shrug. It was a blokes way of asking what was going on and the other blokes way of saying it was nothing much. Dawood walked out. Geetha was pleased he had gone, as she didn't want anyone to see her crying. I asked her if she wanted to go home but she said she was better keeping busy at work. "I have get back to work, tell you what......let me buy you lunch." Geetha smiled as I suggested this and thanked me for being a friend. A friend was the last thing I wanted to be but lunch was set and off I went for the rest of the morning. I thought that if Geetha's ex was right then it might be Dawood who had been fucking Geetha at work. It didn't bother me. I sort of liked the idea of Geetha being up for a bit of fun so hoped in a way she was prepared to dabble at work. Lunchtime couldn't come soon enough.
Geetha looked a lot better when I saw her for lunch. As we got into her car we made a pact that we wouldn't discuss her break up. She wanted to just spend an hour laughing and joking and not feeling sorry for herself. I was more than happy to oblige and we went to a nice pub and enjoyed a very pleasant 45 minutes chatting. I was trying to be flirtatious and felt she was reciprocating. When we got up to leave we nearly bumped into each other. We stopped, stood very close and just stared at each other. Geetha had been laughing and she smiled straight back at me. We both said sorry at the same time for nearly bumping each. We smiled at each other warmly. I put both my hands on her upper arms and stared at her still smiling. She carried on smiling back. I went to kiss her and moved my head forward. She kissed me before I had a chance with just a closed mouth and said thanks for being a friend. She could see I wanted a proper kiss but insisted we got back to the office. When we got the car we both sat inside and put our seat belts on. Geetha didn't turn the ignition on but instead just sat there thinking.
"Did something just happen then?" she asked referring to the brief kiss.
"Nearly" was my reply.
"Hmmmm!" she said. Then she unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over to me slowly. This time it was her wanting a kiss. I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity and soon we were kissing passionately. She broke off the kiss and sat back in her seat.
"That was more like it!" I said. Geetha smiled and turned the ignition on. We hardly said a word as we drove back but just smiled and enjoyed the moment. As I was getting out of her car she asked me if I wanted a lift home. Naturally, I accepted and I told her I would come and find her as soon as I finished work. The afternoon really dragged as I clock watched my way through the hours looking forward to seeing Geetha. I received a text from Rehana asking to see me that evening but I didn't reply. I was only thinking about Geetha and decided Rehana would have to wait.
Eventually the day ended and I went to find Geetha. She was waiting for me and greeted me with a huge grin. We pulled out of the car park in her car and she started to drive.
"You seem happier than this morning." I said breaking the silence.
"It's thanks to you," said Geetha. "When a relationship comes to an end, some people need to be alone but not me, I just need to be with someone."
"Glad I can help!" I said sounding a little used.
"Don't get me wrong, Vikas. You're not here to help. I really like you and I'm now free to take our friendship further if we both want."
"What have you got in mind?" trying very hard not to make it sound like a leading question.
"Come back to my place. Spend the evening with me and lets see how things go. We can get something to eat and talk and see where that takes us" explained Geetha with such confidence that I didn't even consider saying no. I received another text from Rehana but carried on talking to Geetha as she drove to her place.
Twenty minutes later and we were at Geetha's flat. An hour later and we were eating a bowl of pasta salad that she had created as we chatted in the kitchen. As we both finished our food, Geetha stood to collect the plates. She walked around the table to where I was sat but instead of picking up my plate she leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back. She moved her face away from mine but stayed close, about 2 inches. Then Geetha whispered, "Lets make love!"
She took my hand and I followed her into her bedroom. With no conversation at all Geetha started to undress. I marvelled at the way she was revealing her naked body as each piece of clothing was discarded. With a little nod from her, I began to do the same and soon we were both naked and falling onto the bed. We hugged and then climbed under the covers. Geetha was smiling and complementing me on how much she had wanted to do this since the day I joined the company. We didn't get started for over half an hour but instead just talked and kissed and stroked. My cock was hard and I think she enjoyed feeling my arousal against her leg. With almost no prompting I knew that the time was right and I just climbed onto her. She stared into my eyes and opened her legs fully. I had been gently rubbing her clit a little earlier and my cock was now resting against her wet pussy.
She adjusted her position and I slipped into her. There was almost no need to thrust and the entire length slowly sunk into her. Then we made love. I couldn't call it fucking because it was just a slow gentle motion that never really speeded up but just became more and more intense. Geetha reached orgasm and moaned in total pleasure as I maintained my rhythm. After she had cum, she changed a little and became less active. She was sort of just lying there as I made all the moves. My mind started to drift and I was thinking how different this was to sex with Rehana.
With Rehana, her and I had begun like animals our first few times, but with Geetha, I just couldn't imagine a hard fuck. Geetha was too lovely for that and during our conversation she had explained how she hated calling it fucking or screwing. She couldn't easily use the expression "having sex." Geetha only wanted to call it "making love". After she came, she sort of stopped trying and I lost interest. I was also used to receiving complements on my cock. Rehana and Zeenat always openly appreciated my fine upstanding todger but Geetha never even acknowledged it. She just quietly enjoyed letting it make her cum. I still hadn't finished with Geetha during our love making session when I decided I wanted to get round to Rehana's and get my rocks off there instead. Geetha was a gorgeous young girl but nothing compared to Rehana in bed. I gently slipped out of Geetha's pussy after a little while. She didn't even remark that I hadn't cum.
"That's the first time I've made love to anyone from work. I hope you can keep this secret!" she said. I believed her and felt pleased with myself that I had some information for Salma.
I smiled and took in the site of Geetha's naked body. We chatted for a little while and then we got dressed and she took me home. A lingering kiss on the lips and a calm "see you tomorrow" was how we ended our evening. It wasn't the end of my evening though. I got straight on the mobile to Rehana who was happy to hear from me. She asked where I had been but I said I would tell her later.
As I walked up Rehana's driveway, my cock grew hard anticipating the sex I was hoping to enjoy.
"What can I do for you?" asked Rehana opening the door and letting me in. I didn't even bother to ask where her husband was and just assumed he wasn't at home.
"Amazing sex, charming company and more amazing sex" I answered.
"Can't help you with the company!" she laughed, "So it will have to just be the sex!"
I grabbed her and we kissed. We were soon in her room and for the second time that night I was undressing in a woman's bedroom and climbing naked into bed with her. I stopped Rehana from sucking me off as I didn't want her to taste Geetha, instead we just fucked each other to exhaustion for about 20 minutes. I slipped out of her and took great pleasure in shooting cum all over her big soft fair tits. Rehana was happy to rub my cum all over them. A little later she did suck my cock and I was waiting for her to notice a little taste of Geetha but she didn't.
As she sucked my cock I loved the site of her head bobbing up and down with her butt sticking in the air. I soon made my move to enter her from behind and gave her a second good fucking. Again I withdrew just before climax only this time I came all over her back. She remained on all fours as I jacked out my cum all over her. She was slightly out of breath and her body heaved. I just stared at the cum on her back and then wiped my cock against her cheeks. She wiggled back against me and my eyes were drawn to her huge ass. I wiped my cum around her ass and against her hole. I think she wanted me to fuck her anal style and I teased her more by rubbing my cock head into the cum and then toying with her opening. Then she fell forward onto her front and the moment was lost.
Rehana rolled over onto her back and I thought about all that cum being wiped on the sheets. I fell on top of her and we kissed.
She couldn't keep her hand off my cock and she stoked it staring at it. "Such a lovely cock," she said.
"What do you like about it?" I asked.
"It's so hard and just the grith and the length so big size. It fits perfectly"
"Sure does," I agreed.
Rehana adjusted herself so she could lift a leg and she slipped my cock back into her. "See that? Perfect!" she said.
Then we fucked gently for a little while and the slow movement reminded me of Geetha. I decided whilst fucking Rehana that I would like to try Geetha again. I just needed to bring out the wild side in her and I wanted to get her to complement me on my cock the way Rehana does. Rehana reached between her legs and took control of my cock. She used the swollen head of my cock to rub all along her pussy lips and she pressed it against her clit. By controlling the pressure she could increase the pleasure and she came again. As she did I drove my cock into her and her legs wrapped round me and held on tight. I pumped against her body and came deep inside her as she continued to grip me with her legs.
We later went downstairs to the kitchen and sat drinking water and coffee. We talked about my job but I didn't tell her about Geetha. I honestly didn't know how Rehana would feel if I said I had been fucking someone else. I pretty sure she wouldn't have been very happy if she knew it had been earlier that evening. Besides, I mind my own business and don't mind anybody else's so I didn't really even consider telling her. She did tell me that Salma wanted another update so I told her to arrange something. I still wanted to get inside Salma's pants and another meeting couldn't hurt although I didn't for a minute think I could ever crack Salma.
The next day I got a call from Rehana saying we were to all meet at Salma's house at the end of the week. Salma's husband, Dawood was travelling again and would be away for the whole weekend. I think Salma wanted some company as much as a progress report from me. Rehana took me to Salma's. My cock swelled as I sat in the car on the way. Rehana of course knew this and rubbed me commenting she hoped we would get a chance later. Salma's house was in a more rural area I thought we would probably be able to find somewhere secluded on the way back to pull over and fuck.
Once through her electric gates and down a long driveway, we arrived at Salma's and she answered the door looking immaculate as ever. She gave Rehana an affectionate sisterly hug but I only got a cool hello. She showed no warmth to me at all and although I found her extremely attractive, the cool bitch routine as starting to piss me off. Salma didn't ask for an update straight away but instead opened a bottle of wine and we all sat and talked. At first she wanted to know how the job was going and then we talked about Dawood. I told her that I still had no evidence but I had eliminated one suspect from my enquiries. I didn't confess to fucking Geetha but explained that we had become good friends and via her confidence, I was very sure there was nothing between Dawood and Geetha. Salma didn't get quite so angry this time. She sighed and probably concluded Dawood wasn't fucking anyone at work. I thought this might be the end of my spying escapades but I valued my job a lot now and didn't want to blow it.
We were well into the next bottle of wine. Salma and me were both getting a little tipsy but Rehana was holding back cause she was driving. The whole time I was checking Salma out whilst trying not to give Rehana any indication of my interest in her. Then suddenly all the lights went out and Salma screamed. It was a power cut and it turns out Salma is terrified of the dark. Not just a touch surprised like most people but totally petrified. I quickly pressed a button on my mobile and this provided a little light. As our eyes adjusted we were able to see quite a bit. Salma calmed down enough to stop screaming. Rehana was reassuring her and explaining to me Salma's huge fear of the dark. I looked out of the window and could see no lights. The whole area was out of power. Dark was dark. Without my phone we wouldn't be able to see a thing. Salma was still petrified.
Rehana was doing all the hugging and consoling whilst Salma composed herself. She was crying and trying to explain how ever since being trapped in a cupboard whilst playing hide and seek, she couldn't handle the dark. She always needed a light on.
"You two have to stay until we get the power back on," Salma demanded.
"We can always drive back to mine," Rehana suggested.
"Good idea Big Sis!!!" Salma replied, in total agreement. This was until she remembered the electric gates. We wouldn't be able to get out in the car. There then followed a search for torches and candles. Unusually, there were no candles in the house and the search for torches produced only one and it didn't work. Salma started to think clearly but it was obvious that the mobile phone was the only light we had for now. She asked us to stay with her for the night. This was starting to get interesting. We then discussed the fact my phone was nearly out of battery so Salma quickly went upstairs and got herself ready for bed using only my phone for a light. She came down in her pyjamas looking as immaculate as ever. The next thing she said took my breath away.
"I need you both tonight. If you are not in the same room as me when the battery on that phone dies, I will flip. Please can we all very sensibly share my room until the light of morning." Salma was pleading with us and actually being quite warm to me. The proposal was for me to go on the floor and the two sisters in the bed. I would have preferred something slightly different but accepted the proposal. Eventually it was all agreed and we made are way upstairs to Salma's bedroom. The huge double bed provided tons of space. I settled on the floor with just a spare duvet from another room but it was uncomfortable and I let them know it.
With Rehana, her and I had begun like animals our first few times, but with Geetha, I just couldn't imagine a hard fuck. Geetha was too lovely for that and during our conversation she had explained how she hated calling it fucking or screwing. She couldn't easily use the expression "having sex." Geetha only wanted to call it "making love". After she came, she sort of stopped trying and I lost interest. I was also used to receiving complements on my cock. Rehana and Zeenat always openly appreciated my fine upstanding todger but Geetha never even acknowledged it. She just quietly enjoyed letting it make her cum. I still hadn't finished with Geetha during our love making session when I decided I wanted to get round to Rehana's and get my rocks off there instead. Geetha was a gorgeous young girl but nothing compared to Rehana in bed. I gently slipped out of Geetha's pussy after a little while. She didn't even remark that I hadn't cum.
"That's the first time I've made love to anyone from work. I hope you can keep this secret!" she said. I believed her and felt pleased with myself that I had some information for Salma.
I smiled and took in the site of Geetha's naked body. We chatted for a little while and then we got dressed and she took me home. A lingering kiss on the lips and a calm "see you tomorrow" was how we ended our evening. It wasn't the end of my evening though. I got straight on the mobile to Rehana who was happy to hear from me. She asked where I had been but I said I would tell her later.
As I walked up Rehana's driveway, my cock grew hard anticipating the sex I was hoping to enjoy.
"What can I do for you?" asked Rehana opening the door and letting me in. I didn't even bother to ask where her husband was and just assumed he wasn't at home.
"Amazing sex, charming company and more amazing sex" I answered.
"Can't help you with the company!" she laughed, "So it will have to just be the sex!"
I grabbed her and we kissed. We were soon in her room and for the second time that night I was undressing in a woman's bedroom and climbing naked into bed with her. I stopped Rehana from sucking me off as I didn't want her to taste Geetha, instead we just fucked each other to exhaustion for about 20 minutes. I slipped out of her and took great pleasure in shooting cum all over her big soft fair tits. Rehana was happy to rub my cum all over them. A little later she did suck my cock and I was waiting for her to notice a little taste of Geetha but she didn't.
As she sucked my cock I loved the site of her head bobbing up and down with her butt sticking in the air. I soon made my move to enter her from behind and gave her a second good fucking. Again I withdrew just before climax only this time I came all over her back. She remained on all fours as I jacked out my cum all over her. She was slightly out of breath and her body heaved. I just stared at the cum on her back and then wiped my cock against her cheeks. She wiggled back against me and my eyes were drawn to her huge ass. I wiped my cum around her ass and against her hole. I think she wanted me to fuck her anal style and I teased her more by rubbing my cock head into the cum and then toying with her opening. Then she fell forward onto her front and the moment was lost.
Rehana rolled over onto her back and I thought about all that cum being wiped on the sheets. I fell on top of her and we kissed.
She couldn't keep her hand off my cock and she stoked it staring at it. "Such a lovely cock," she said.
"What do you like about it?" I asked.
"It's so hard and just the grith and the length so big size. It fits perfectly"
"Sure does," I agreed.
Rehana adjusted herself so she could lift a leg and she slipped my cock back into her. "See that? Perfect!" she said.
Then we fucked gently for a little while and the slow movement reminded me of Geetha. I decided whilst fucking Rehana that I would like to try Geetha again. I just needed to bring out the wild side in her and I wanted to get her to complement me on my cock the way Rehana does. Rehana reached between her legs and took control of my cock. She used the swollen head of my cock to rub all along her pussy lips and she pressed it against her clit. By controlling the pressure she could increase the pleasure and she came again. As she did I drove my cock into her and her legs wrapped round me and held on tight. I pumped against her body and came deep inside her as she continued to grip me with her legs.
We later went downstairs to the kitchen and sat drinking water and coffee. We talked about my job but I didn't tell her about Geetha. I honestly didn't know how Rehana would feel if I said I had been fucking someone else. I pretty sure she wouldn't have been very happy if she knew it had been earlier that evening. Besides, I mind my own business and don't mind anybody else's so I didn't really even consider telling her. She did tell me that Salma wanted another update so I told her to arrange something. I still wanted to get inside Salma's pants and another meeting couldn't hurt although I didn't for a minute think I could ever crack Salma.
The next day I got a call from Rehana saying we were to all meet at Salma's house at the end of the week. Salma's husband, Dawood was travelling again and would be away for the whole weekend. I think Salma wanted some company as much as a progress report from me. Rehana took me to Salma's. My cock swelled as I sat in the car on the way. Rehana of course knew this and rubbed me commenting she hoped we would get a chance later. Salma's house was in a more rural area I thought we would probably be able to find somewhere secluded on the way back to pull over and fuck.
Once through her electric gates and down a long driveway, we arrived at Salma's and she answered the door looking immaculate as ever. She gave Rehana an affectionate sisterly hug but I only got a cool hello. She showed no warmth to me at all and although I found her extremely attractive, the cool bitch routine as starting to piss me off. Salma didn't ask for an update straight away but instead opened a bottle of wine and we all sat and talked. At first she wanted to know how the job was going and then we talked about Dawood. I told her that I still had no evidence but I had eliminated one suspect from my enquiries. I didn't confess to fucking Geetha but explained that we had become good friends and via her confidence, I was very sure there was nothing between Dawood and Geetha. Salma didn't get quite so angry this time. She sighed and probably concluded Dawood wasn't fucking anyone at work. I thought this might be the end of my spying escapades but I valued my job a lot now and didn't want to blow it.
We were well into the next bottle of wine. Salma and me were both getting a little tipsy but Rehana was holding back cause she was driving. The whole time I was checking Salma out whilst trying not to give Rehana any indication of my interest in her. Then suddenly all the lights went out and Salma screamed. It was a power cut and it turns out Salma is terrified of the dark. Not just a touch surprised like most people but totally petrified. I quickly pressed a button on my mobile and this provided a little light. As our eyes adjusted we were able to see quite a bit. Salma calmed down enough to stop screaming. Rehana was reassuring her and explaining to me Salma's huge fear of the dark. I looked out of the window and could see no lights. The whole area was out of power. Dark was dark. Without my phone we wouldn't be able to see a thing. Salma was still petrified.
Rehana was doing all the hugging and consoling whilst Salma composed herself. She was crying and trying to explain how ever since being trapped in a cupboard whilst playing hide and seek, she couldn't handle the dark. She always needed a light on.
"You two have to stay until we get the power back on," Salma demanded.
"We can always drive back to mine," Rehana suggested.
"Good idea Big Sis!!!" Salma replied, in total agreement. This was until she remembered the electric gates. We wouldn't be able to get out in the car. There then followed a search for torches and candles. Unusually, there were no candles in the house and the search for torches produced only one and it didn't work. Salma started to think clearly but it was obvious that the mobile phone was the only light we had for now. She asked us to stay with her for the night. This was starting to get interesting. We then discussed the fact my phone was nearly out of battery so Salma quickly went upstairs and got herself ready for bed using only my phone for a light. She came down in her pyjamas looking as immaculate as ever. The next thing she said took my breath away.
"I need you both tonight. If you are not in the same room as me when the battery on that phone dies, I will flip. Please can we all very sensibly share my room until the light of morning." Salma was pleading with us and actually being quite warm to me. The proposal was for me to go on the floor and the two sisters in the bed. I would have preferred something slightly different but accepted the proposal. Eventually it was all agreed and we made are way upstairs to Salma's bedroom. The huge double bed provided tons of space. I settled on the floor with just a spare duvet from another room but it was uncomfortable and I let them know it.
Rehana jokingly suggested I hop in with them and when Salma didn't argue I took this as a green light. Within a few seconds I climbed onto the bed and we were all in it together. This was mind blowing but completely welcome from my side. Salma was on one side. I was in the middle and Rehana was to my right. The mood lightened at the absurdity of the situation and the women started to make innuendo's about sharing a bed with me and having threesomes.
"You better be careful Vikas, we might be fighting over you soon," said Rehana.
"Lets all just keep still and get to sleep," proposed Salma. She was still very anxious. I lay in the middle of the bed lying face up with my hands crossed on my chest so I wouldn't touch either of them. I was just in my boxers and a t shirt. Salma was in her PJ's to my left but not close enough to touch me. Rehana was to my right in a spare night shirt of Salma's that just covered her big ass. Rehana and me were close enough to touch. My cock was starting to swell.
My arms were aching a little so I uncrossed them and slipped my hands by my side. My right hand touched Rehana's naked leg and my left hand brushed against Salma's body. Salma picked up my hand and placed it back in the crossed position. She let go of it and moved her hand back away from me. As she did she brushed my swollen cock slightly. The sound of a little "Oh" came from Salma's lips as she realised the presence of my cock.
"What is it?" enquired Rehana.
"Nothing!" answered Salma.
There was tension in the air. My right hand was brushing against Rehana's thigh. In the darkness we could see nothing but hear everything so every movement had to be deliberate and slow. My cock was now hard and tenting my shorts. I lowered my left hand again to my side but again Salma moved it back across my chest. This time as she pulled her hand away, she again brushed against my cock only it was much harder. Salma's breathing changed. She said nothing but it changed. I thought about turning onto my side to face her and touching her with it but I was worried that the ice queen might come back and spoil the moment. For the next ten minutes nobody gave anything away. We all lay there, face up, in the dark just breathing and nearly touching. Salma's hand moved to her side and rested against my leg but she didn't move it. She was deliberately touching me. Brushing against my cock might just have flicked a switch inside her. Rehana was also touching me on the other side. Our fingers touched and we enjoyed a secret caress of each other's fingers. Normally this wouldn't have been even slightly interesting but having Salma lying next to us charged the moment with sexual tension. I could only imagine of how wet Rehana was. My cock became even harder at the thought.
Then Salma's hand moved even closer touching me more. At the same time Rehana, being a little bolder moved her hand so it was moving up my side. Both of these women's hands were slowly moving and touching. My cock hardened as both hands slowly advanced towards it. Rehana was the boldest but Salma was also making good progress. Neither knew what the other was doing. Should I stop this or let it continue. What if they both touched each other and found out what was going on. For some reason I was worried about losing my job. Its funny how you can think of stuff at the most unexpected times. I bottled it and turned onto my side. Both women shuffled and moved their hands away. The tension was broken and we all breathed a sigh of relief. My heart was beating fast now. Salma also turned to her side so she was facing away from me and finally Rehana did the same so all three of us were on our left sides with Salma in front of me and Rehana behind. It was pitch black and within a moment or two the tension was mounting again.
Rehana reached her hand onto my back. I just stayed still and hoped Salma would move. She didn't. I wanted something to happen but it was looking less likely. Then Rehana left the bed to go to the bathroom. She inched her way around the bed in the complete darkness. Salma and I were alone in the bed. She shuffled back slightly and I moved a little closer to her. We were almost touching and she reached behind herself and took my arm. Salma pulled my arm around her and snuggled back into my chest saying that she was cold. I hugged her and as my arm came around her I rested my hand on her breast. She moved it off but I put it back. This time she didn't move it. I massaged her tit and felt the nipple through the material. Salma was snuggling back into me and her ass was pushing back into my cock. I was happy to rub my cock against her whilst still working her tit. I tried to slip my hand under the material of her blouse but the buttons were all fastened. Salma actually unfastened them herself providing me with access and I massaged her bare breast. She kept grinding her backside into my cock.
We could hear the toilet flush and knew Rehana would be back any moment. We froze with my fingers on her nipple and my cock pressed against her. I was so turned on I felt my cock was harder than ever before. As Rehana returned to the room Salma and me had to quietly separate and maintain our secret. Rehana climbed back into the bed and this time just lay there. For the next hour I didn't move. I think Rehana fell to sleep as I could hear her breathing.
"Is she asleep?" asked Salma in a whisper after about an hour of silence.
"I think so"
"I can't sleep," she said.
"Do you want another cuddle?" I whispered.
"Is that what you call it?" laughed Salma as quietly as possible. Her voice was very friendly. We continued to flirt gently and I built up the courage to make my move. I ducked under the covers and pulled at her string of the salwar. Salma made a reflex attempt to stop me but in the end just let me. They slipped down and I moved on top of her. She wrapped her legs and arms around me and whispered in my ear, "This is insane." My cock was hard again and pressing against the material of my boxer shorts and against her naked pussy.
"I know you want this as much as me," I said. Salma reached down and released my cock from my shorts. She let out a long breath as she handled my cock. I gently thrust and she guided it into her. My cock just sank into her wet pussy. I kept pushing and it kept sinking. She moaned gently expecting it to stop but I was pushing so slowly it felt like forever before I was completely inside her. Then I slowly fucked her a few times. After less than a minute, Rehana stirred just a foot or so away and we both froze.
"Don't move," ordered Salma. I kept still but twitched my cock inside her. She squeezed me as if to say stop the twitching. "This is insane, get off!" she whispered and pushed me off. I had no choice and I rolled off and back between the two sisters. Salma had been hit by a reality check and the moment was lost. I lay there until I fell to sleep.
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The next morning I awoke in an empty bed. I think the sound of the front door closing had woken me. I lay there contemplating the events of the previous evening. It was all so unreal. After about 10 minutes I heard footsteps and Salma came into the room.
"Good morning," she said. Her voice was instantly back to the cool detached Salma I had known previously to the night before.
"Is the power back on?
"Yes, and you have to get up. Rehana just left and I've got things to do." Salma was wearing a robe. I couldn't tell if there was anything underneath. "C'mon lazy bones!" she said pulling off the duvet. She exposed my body. My cock was hard, as it was most mornings when I woke up, and was tenting my boxers. Salma's eyes were drawn to it.
"About last night....." I said with a grin.
Salma sighed. She sat on the bed next to me and got serious. "Please promise me we can just forget it. I have never cheated on Dawood and I don't know how it happened."
"Did Rehana say anything?" I asked.
"No, thank god."
"I'm sorry we had to stop." I tried to keep the focus on our brief fuck.
"Well I'm sorry we started," asserted Salma.
"I don't believe you." This was my only chance so I thought I might as well be bold. "You wanted me as much as I wanted you. Don't lie to me cause I know how turned on you were. I bet you are turned on now just being this close."
"Stop!" she pleaded.
"Lets be honest with each other. I will walk out of here anytime you tell me but please don't lie."
"OK," she said losing her calmness for a moment. "You're a very attractive young man, but I am way too old for you and I am married."
I sat up and put my hands on her shoulders. She kept talking and I just shook my head. The more she tried to talk me into how wrong this was, the more I smiled and shook my head. I slowly peeled her robe open. At first she tried to stop me but then she just pushed me back and lay on me. We kissed passionately. Far more so than I had ever done with Rehana. We kissed for a long time before doing anything else. The more we kissed the more turned on she got. Eventually she lifted herself off me and I opened her robe. We smiled at each other as her naked tits hanged down and I took in the sight of her completely naked body. Salma reached to my shorts and pulled them down, releasing my cock. Then I took control and rolled her onto her back. Her legs opened to welcome me and I lay between them with my cock pressing against her. It was impossible not to grind our bodies together and for the second time my cock buried itself inside Salma's pussy. This time we made love, screwed, fucked, call it what you will for the next thirty minutes. Salma was everything I dreamed she would be. Just before I came I stopped fucking and held still.
"What?" she asked. "Why have you stopped."
I stayed silent and smiled. With just the slightest movement, I came insider her and we stared at each other.
"You better be careful Vikas, we might be fighting over you soon," said Rehana.
"Lets all just keep still and get to sleep," proposed Salma. She was still very anxious. I lay in the middle of the bed lying face up with my hands crossed on my chest so I wouldn't touch either of them. I was just in my boxers and a t shirt. Salma was in her PJ's to my left but not close enough to touch me. Rehana was to my right in a spare night shirt of Salma's that just covered her big ass. Rehana and me were close enough to touch. My cock was starting to swell.
My arms were aching a little so I uncrossed them and slipped my hands by my side. My right hand touched Rehana's naked leg and my left hand brushed against Salma's body. Salma picked up my hand and placed it back in the crossed position. She let go of it and moved her hand back away from me. As she did she brushed my swollen cock slightly. The sound of a little "Oh" came from Salma's lips as she realised the presence of my cock.
"What is it?" enquired Rehana.
"Nothing!" answered Salma.
There was tension in the air. My right hand was brushing against Rehana's thigh. In the darkness we could see nothing but hear everything so every movement had to be deliberate and slow. My cock was now hard and tenting my shorts. I lowered my left hand again to my side but again Salma moved it back across my chest. This time as she pulled her hand away, she again brushed against my cock only it was much harder. Salma's breathing changed. She said nothing but it changed. I thought about turning onto my side to face her and touching her with it but I was worried that the ice queen might come back and spoil the moment. For the next ten minutes nobody gave anything away. We all lay there, face up, in the dark just breathing and nearly touching. Salma's hand moved to her side and rested against my leg but she didn't move it. She was deliberately touching me. Brushing against my cock might just have flicked a switch inside her. Rehana was also touching me on the other side. Our fingers touched and we enjoyed a secret caress of each other's fingers. Normally this wouldn't have been even slightly interesting but having Salma lying next to us charged the moment with sexual tension. I could only imagine of how wet Rehana was. My cock became even harder at the thought.
Then Salma's hand moved even closer touching me more. At the same time Rehana, being a little bolder moved her hand so it was moving up my side. Both of these women's hands were slowly moving and touching. My cock hardened as both hands slowly advanced towards it. Rehana was the boldest but Salma was also making good progress. Neither knew what the other was doing. Should I stop this or let it continue. What if they both touched each other and found out what was going on. For some reason I was worried about losing my job. Its funny how you can think of stuff at the most unexpected times. I bottled it and turned onto my side. Both women shuffled and moved their hands away. The tension was broken and we all breathed a sigh of relief. My heart was beating fast now. Salma also turned to her side so she was facing away from me and finally Rehana did the same so all three of us were on our left sides with Salma in front of me and Rehana behind. It was pitch black and within a moment or two the tension was mounting again.
Rehana reached her hand onto my back. I just stayed still and hoped Salma would move. She didn't. I wanted something to happen but it was looking less likely. Then Rehana left the bed to go to the bathroom. She inched her way around the bed in the complete darkness. Salma and I were alone in the bed. She shuffled back slightly and I moved a little closer to her. We were almost touching and she reached behind herself and took my arm. Salma pulled my arm around her and snuggled back into my chest saying that she was cold. I hugged her and as my arm came around her I rested my hand on her breast. She moved it off but I put it back. This time she didn't move it. I massaged her tit and felt the nipple through the material. Salma was snuggling back into me and her ass was pushing back into my cock. I was happy to rub my cock against her whilst still working her tit. I tried to slip my hand under the material of her blouse but the buttons were all fastened. Salma actually unfastened them herself providing me with access and I massaged her bare breast. She kept grinding her backside into my cock.
We could hear the toilet flush and knew Rehana would be back any moment. We froze with my fingers on her nipple and my cock pressed against her. I was so turned on I felt my cock was harder than ever before. As Rehana returned to the room Salma and me had to quietly separate and maintain our secret. Rehana climbed back into the bed and this time just lay there. For the next hour I didn't move. I think Rehana fell to sleep as I could hear her breathing.
"Is she asleep?" asked Salma in a whisper after about an hour of silence.
"I think so"
"I can't sleep," she said.
"Do you want another cuddle?" I whispered.
"Is that what you call it?" laughed Salma as quietly as possible. Her voice was very friendly. We continued to flirt gently and I built up the courage to make my move. I ducked under the covers and pulled at her string of the salwar. Salma made a reflex attempt to stop me but in the end just let me. They slipped down and I moved on top of her. She wrapped her legs and arms around me and whispered in my ear, "This is insane." My cock was hard again and pressing against the material of my boxer shorts and against her naked pussy.
"I know you want this as much as me," I said. Salma reached down and released my cock from my shorts. She let out a long breath as she handled my cock. I gently thrust and she guided it into her. My cock just sank into her wet pussy. I kept pushing and it kept sinking. She moaned gently expecting it to stop but I was pushing so slowly it felt like forever before I was completely inside her. Then I slowly fucked her a few times. After less than a minute, Rehana stirred just a foot or so away and we both froze.
"Don't move," ordered Salma. I kept still but twitched my cock inside her. She squeezed me as if to say stop the twitching. "This is insane, get off!" she whispered and pushed me off. I had no choice and I rolled off and back between the two sisters. Salma had been hit by a reality check and the moment was lost. I lay there until I fell to sleep.
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The next morning I awoke in an empty bed. I think the sound of the front door closing had woken me. I lay there contemplating the events of the previous evening. It was all so unreal. After about 10 minutes I heard footsteps and Salma came into the room.
"Good morning," she said. Her voice was instantly back to the cool detached Salma I had known previously to the night before.
"Is the power back on?
"Yes, and you have to get up. Rehana just left and I've got things to do." Salma was wearing a robe. I couldn't tell if there was anything underneath. "C'mon lazy bones!" she said pulling off the duvet. She exposed my body. My cock was hard, as it was most mornings when I woke up, and was tenting my boxers. Salma's eyes were drawn to it.
"About last night....." I said with a grin.
Salma sighed. She sat on the bed next to me and got serious. "Please promise me we can just forget it. I have never cheated on Dawood and I don't know how it happened."
"Did Rehana say anything?" I asked.
"No, thank god."
"I'm sorry we had to stop." I tried to keep the focus on our brief fuck.
"Well I'm sorry we started," asserted Salma.
"I don't believe you." This was my only chance so I thought I might as well be bold. "You wanted me as much as I wanted you. Don't lie to me cause I know how turned on you were. I bet you are turned on now just being this close."
"Stop!" she pleaded.
"Lets be honest with each other. I will walk out of here anytime you tell me but please don't lie."
"OK," she said losing her calmness for a moment. "You're a very attractive young man, but I am way too old for you and I am married."
I sat up and put my hands on her shoulders. She kept talking and I just shook my head. The more she tried to talk me into how wrong this was, the more I smiled and shook my head. I slowly peeled her robe open. At first she tried to stop me but then she just pushed me back and lay on me. We kissed passionately. Far more so than I had ever done with Rehana. We kissed for a long time before doing anything else. The more we kissed the more turned on she got. Eventually she lifted herself off me and I opened her robe. We smiled at each other as her naked tits hanged down and I took in the sight of her completely naked body. Salma reached to my shorts and pulled them down, releasing my cock. Then I took control and rolled her onto her back. Her legs opened to welcome me and I lay between them with my cock pressing against her. It was impossible not to grind our bodies together and for the second time my cock buried itself inside Salma's pussy. This time we made love, screwed, fucked, call it what you will for the next thirty minutes. Salma was everything I dreamed she would be. Just before I came I stopped fucking and held still.
"What?" she asked. "Why have you stopped."
I stayed silent and smiled. With just the slightest movement, I came insider her and we stared at each other.
She continued to smile and close her eyes for a second with each shot of cum. We both looked down to see my cock exit her pussy. She smiled, clearly fascinated with it. Just like Rehana, I thought. Salma couldn't resist stroking it and it remained hard. I wanted her to suck it and almost as if I had sent her a brainwave, she was down on me sucking her juices off my cock. As she did this she slid round so her pussy was over my mouth and I licked at her clit until she came. Our 69 was soon over and we both took a shower together. Of course we fucked again in the shower, this time it was doggy style. Instead of bending over she liked to stand almost upright. I had to bend my knees to fuck in that position. As we dried ourselves off, the phone rang and it kicked into the message machine. It was Rehana.
"Hi Sis, hope you are OK, call me later!"
We smiled at each other and another shot of reality hit Salma. Her mood changed and I could see she was filled with thoughts of worry and stress about what we had just gotten into. I was fairly sure that this was going to be a one off and not a regular thing like with Rehana. For now thought I wasn't bothered. I felt very pleased with myself that I had finally bedded Rehana's sister and that she had more than measured up to Rehana.
"You fucking bastard", said the all too recognisable voice on the phone. I tried to say something back but was interrupted, "Don't ever call me again, you fucking lying cheating fucking prick." Click. The line went dead.
As phone calls went, it was short and to the point. Rehana was pissed off with me about something. Instinctively, I guessed she had found out about Salma and me. Rehana had left us alone in the house after the power cut and Salma and I had enjoyed fucking our hearts out. I had already thought about calling Salma and this gave me an even better excuse. I called.
Salma didn't want to talk on the phone. She asked me to call round at her house. One hour later I was there. On the drive over I was fantasising about what possibilities the day held. Rehana was also in my thoughts but the way I saw it at that moment, Rehana was priority number two behind her younger and stunningly sexy sister. If Rehana and I were finished then so what, it had been fun but I never thought for a minute it would last forever.
Salma invited me in. As soon as I saw her I wanted her. She was wearing a sey looking lemon yellow saree which was worn tight on her sexy body and a whire blouse which was bit transparent the bra lace could be seen in that blouse and ¼ th of the flesh of her fair tits . Her tits looked fantastic in the tight deep neck blouse and her ass swayed in her saree as she walked and her navel even better.
"You look amazing!" I complimented her.
"Thanks, but we need to talk," she said, "Rehana knows everything and she has gone ballistic." Salma then went on to give me details of how she had confided in her big sister after Rehana had asked a few probing questions. Salma said it was no-one's business but she was worried about her husband finding out.
"Do you regret it?" I asked, really hoping for a sign that she would be up for another session.
"Yes and no," she said. "I'm a big girl and I can make my own choices. The fact is I was very attracted to you and needed what you gave me. I needed a man. My marriage is going downhill and everyone needs a lift at times like this." Salma was smiling as she spoke. I knew what was going to happen next and just had to find the right line to kick things off.
I didn't find the words so I just walked up to her. As I approached I looked for a sign of approval. She just smiled and stepped towards me. Soon we were kissing. Then Salma was tugging at my t-shirt pulling it up so she could get to my belt and trousers. They were undone within seconds and I started to remove the pin of the saree frorm her shoulders as the saree fell of her shoulders her big tits were asking me to get them free from the tight blouse I just took my hands back removed the hooks of the blouse and her blouse came of her sexy body . She let go of my belt to lift her arms so I could pull her blouse off. Then her bra came off and she was back at my trousers fumbling for my cock. It was hard and she soon had it in her hands. I was kissing her neck and stroking her big soft but tighter tits then her elder sister. Her nipples were hard and my thoughts turned to her pussy. I pulled her saree fully of her body then the string of the petticoat gave way her thighs were so smooth and so fleshy with a small wiggle the petticout fell to the floor. No panty inside. Salma smiled at me as she saw the look of lust on my face. She led me into her living room and lay back on her sofa. I lay on top of her, kissing her all over and just enjoying the feeling of her naked body. Impatience got the better of her and she slipped her hand between us and guided my cock to the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. I slid into her and then we fucked. We fucked for a long time always changing positions. This was sex, nothing more and nothing less. She made all the right noises until she went quiet and lifted her legs right up.
Her knees were round her chin as I fucked even harder. "I'm coming" she cried and turned her head to the side so she could retreat into her own little world. I decided to stop holding back myself and just as I came, I whipped out my cock from her pussy and shot my cum all over her.
Now I don't think Salma is a natural cum slut and I think she was shocked at first. I lay on top of her as she relaxed her legs down and our bodies pressed together with the cum between us. She rubbed against me and moaned. I could feel cum on her tits and belly. My cock slipped back into her as we rubbed the cum against each other and we continued to fuck even more. This time I came inside and Salma let out soft moans as she could feel my cum shooting into her.
"What are you doing to me?" she asked.
"Huh?"
"I can't believe I'm here with you now....doing this." Salma's voice was excited and happy despite the searching questions.
"Don't you like it? I replied doing my best man-of-few-words act.
"Hell yes, but its just so.......not wrong but just.........not like me." Salma was thinking out loud now.
"What is like you?" I asked.
"I'm a married woman. I don't normally fuck young studs while my husband is away."
I joked about leaving but she grabbed hold of me. We kept talking. I actually enjoyed talking to her. She was really intelligent and our conversation just seemed to flow. She told me about how she had always been attracted to me and loved the way I had been staring at her since the moment we met. She could tell I wanted her and the cold bitch act was just a game she played. Salma insisted that now the ice was broken, there was to be no more games.
"I better confess a few things then" I said reluctantly.
"What, like your little affair with Rehana?" she asked. I was surprised she knew, but she did. Salma told me about how she had seen us at the supermarket and watched from her car as we fucked in the car wash. It was Salma who had sent me the mystery text soon after and she proudly told me about her cunning gamble on my phone number. Rehana had left her mobile phone at Salma's house and she had got the number from there. She knew who I was from Javeed' 18th birthday party. I hadn't even realised Salma was at the party. Salma had a great memory as well as a great body.
There was too much to take in. We got dressed and Salma made us both some lunch while I pondered on the facts. It seemed that Salma had planned to get me into bed. I asked her about this but she just shrugged.
"I didn't plan any of it. I was being a bit mischievous when I sent that text but really thought that would be the end of it. Then, when Rehana suggested you as the spy to check on my cheating fucking husband, I liked the idea of having a young stud doing my spying. Once I got to know you, I started to find you increasingly attractive and it was just a matter of time before my resistance and reluctance to cheat for the first time was worn away."
"So when did you decide to do this?" I asked.
"When I felt you....in bed.....when my hand brushed against your....you know"
"I was really hard lying next to you." I smiled.
"I know." Salma explained, "That was probably the moment."
"So what next?" I asked. We discussed the situation some more. Salma repeated again how attracted she was to me but insisted that when her husband was back we had to stop.
"What about Rehana?" I asked.
"You tell me...." Salma replied. I don't know why but I decided to be really honest. Without giving all the details I told her Rehana and I had been fucking off and on for some time and that the sex was brilliant. We were extremely compatible sexually and loved to fuck. Salma then realised what she had got herself into. She hadn't really thought beyond the car wash although knew in the back of her mind something had been going on.
DING DONG. The doorbell rang. My car was outside so there was no hiding and I guessed it must be Rehana. We both did. Salma decided to face the music and let Rehana in. It was very uncomfortable at first as Rehana entered to room. She gave me an icy stare and I just looked at the floor.
"What a mess!" Salma said. Rehana was still fuming but Salma protested how she knew nothing and that I had just filled her in on the details. This was a smart move as it took any moral high ground away from Rehana. "No one planned any of this" was Salma's attempt to bring Rehana down a peg or two. Rehana was still unhappy and angry.
"I can go if you both want to talk," I said, standing to leave.
"Sit down," requested Salma. "You don't just........, have lunch and leave without facing the music." Her voice was calm and seductive. I didn't guess that maybe she was just rubbing her sisters nose in it.
"Hi Sis, hope you are OK, call me later!"
We smiled at each other and another shot of reality hit Salma. Her mood changed and I could see she was filled with thoughts of worry and stress about what we had just gotten into. I was fairly sure that this was going to be a one off and not a regular thing like with Rehana. For now thought I wasn't bothered. I felt very pleased with myself that I had finally bedded Rehana's sister and that she had more than measured up to Rehana.
"You fucking bastard", said the all too recognisable voice on the phone. I tried to say something back but was interrupted, "Don't ever call me again, you fucking lying cheating fucking prick." Click. The line went dead.
As phone calls went, it was short and to the point. Rehana was pissed off with me about something. Instinctively, I guessed she had found out about Salma and me. Rehana had left us alone in the house after the power cut and Salma and I had enjoyed fucking our hearts out. I had already thought about calling Salma and this gave me an even better excuse. I called.
Salma didn't want to talk on the phone. She asked me to call round at her house. One hour later I was there. On the drive over I was fantasising about what possibilities the day held. Rehana was also in my thoughts but the way I saw it at that moment, Rehana was priority number two behind her younger and stunningly sexy sister. If Rehana and I were finished then so what, it had been fun but I never thought for a minute it would last forever.
Salma invited me in. As soon as I saw her I wanted her. She was wearing a sey looking lemon yellow saree which was worn tight on her sexy body and a whire blouse which was bit transparent the bra lace could be seen in that blouse and ¼ th of the flesh of her fair tits . Her tits looked fantastic in the tight deep neck blouse and her ass swayed in her saree as she walked and her navel even better.
"You look amazing!" I complimented her.
"Thanks, but we need to talk," she said, "Rehana knows everything and she has gone ballistic." Salma then went on to give me details of how she had confided in her big sister after Rehana had asked a few probing questions. Salma said it was no-one's business but she was worried about her husband finding out.
"Do you regret it?" I asked, really hoping for a sign that she would be up for another session.
"Yes and no," she said. "I'm a big girl and I can make my own choices. The fact is I was very attracted to you and needed what you gave me. I needed a man. My marriage is going downhill and everyone needs a lift at times like this." Salma was smiling as she spoke. I knew what was going to happen next and just had to find the right line to kick things off.
I didn't find the words so I just walked up to her. As I approached I looked for a sign of approval. She just smiled and stepped towards me. Soon we were kissing. Then Salma was tugging at my t-shirt pulling it up so she could get to my belt and trousers. They were undone within seconds and I started to remove the pin of the saree frorm her shoulders as the saree fell of her shoulders her big tits were asking me to get them free from the tight blouse I just took my hands back removed the hooks of the blouse and her blouse came of her sexy body . She let go of my belt to lift her arms so I could pull her blouse off. Then her bra came off and she was back at my trousers fumbling for my cock. It was hard and she soon had it in her hands. I was kissing her neck and stroking her big soft but tighter tits then her elder sister. Her nipples were hard and my thoughts turned to her pussy. I pulled her saree fully of her body then the string of the petticoat gave way her thighs were so smooth and so fleshy with a small wiggle the petticout fell to the floor. No panty inside. Salma smiled at me as she saw the look of lust on my face. She led me into her living room and lay back on her sofa. I lay on top of her, kissing her all over and just enjoying the feeling of her naked body. Impatience got the better of her and she slipped her hand between us and guided my cock to the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. I slid into her and then we fucked. We fucked for a long time always changing positions. This was sex, nothing more and nothing less. She made all the right noises until she went quiet and lifted her legs right up.
Her knees were round her chin as I fucked even harder. "I'm coming" she cried and turned her head to the side so she could retreat into her own little world. I decided to stop holding back myself and just as I came, I whipped out my cock from her pussy and shot my cum all over her.
Now I don't think Salma is a natural cum slut and I think she was shocked at first. I lay on top of her as she relaxed her legs down and our bodies pressed together with the cum between us. She rubbed against me and moaned. I could feel cum on her tits and belly. My cock slipped back into her as we rubbed the cum against each other and we continued to fuck even more. This time I came inside and Salma let out soft moans as she could feel my cum shooting into her.
"What are you doing to me?" she asked.
"Huh?"
"I can't believe I'm here with you now....doing this." Salma's voice was excited and happy despite the searching questions.
"Don't you like it? I replied doing my best man-of-few-words act.
"Hell yes, but its just so.......not wrong but just.........not like me." Salma was thinking out loud now.
"What is like you?" I asked.
"I'm a married woman. I don't normally fuck young studs while my husband is away."
I joked about leaving but she grabbed hold of me. We kept talking. I actually enjoyed talking to her. She was really intelligent and our conversation just seemed to flow. She told me about how she had always been attracted to me and loved the way I had been staring at her since the moment we met. She could tell I wanted her and the cold bitch act was just a game she played. Salma insisted that now the ice was broken, there was to be no more games.
"I better confess a few things then" I said reluctantly.
"What, like your little affair with Rehana?" she asked. I was surprised she knew, but she did. Salma told me about how she had seen us at the supermarket and watched from her car as we fucked in the car wash. It was Salma who had sent me the mystery text soon after and she proudly told me about her cunning gamble on my phone number. Rehana had left her mobile phone at Salma's house and she had got the number from there. She knew who I was from Javeed' 18th birthday party. I hadn't even realised Salma was at the party. Salma had a great memory as well as a great body.
There was too much to take in. We got dressed and Salma made us both some lunch while I pondered on the facts. It seemed that Salma had planned to get me into bed. I asked her about this but she just shrugged.
"I didn't plan any of it. I was being a bit mischievous when I sent that text but really thought that would be the end of it. Then, when Rehana suggested you as the spy to check on my cheating fucking husband, I liked the idea of having a young stud doing my spying. Once I got to know you, I started to find you increasingly attractive and it was just a matter of time before my resistance and reluctance to cheat for the first time was worn away."
"So when did you decide to do this?" I asked.
"When I felt you....in bed.....when my hand brushed against your....you know"
"I was really hard lying next to you." I smiled.
"I know." Salma explained, "That was probably the moment."
"So what next?" I asked. We discussed the situation some more. Salma repeated again how attracted she was to me but insisted that when her husband was back we had to stop.
"What about Rehana?" I asked.
"You tell me...." Salma replied. I don't know why but I decided to be really honest. Without giving all the details I told her Rehana and I had been fucking off and on for some time and that the sex was brilliant. We were extremely compatible sexually and loved to fuck. Salma then realised what she had got herself into. She hadn't really thought beyond the car wash although knew in the back of her mind something had been going on.
DING DONG. The doorbell rang. My car was outside so there was no hiding and I guessed it must be Rehana. We both did. Salma decided to face the music and let Rehana in. It was very uncomfortable at first as Rehana entered to room. She gave me an icy stare and I just looked at the floor.
"What a mess!" Salma said. Rehana was still fuming but Salma protested how she knew nothing and that I had just filled her in on the details. This was a smart move as it took any moral high ground away from Rehana. "No one planned any of this" was Salma's attempt to bring Rehana down a peg or two. Rehana was still unhappy and angry.
"I can go if you both want to talk," I said, standing to leave.
"Sit down," requested Salma. "You don't just........, have lunch and leave without facing the music." Her voice was calm and seductive. I didn't guess that maybe she was just rubbing her sisters nose in it.
"You two......... today?" shouted Rehana.
"Oh shit!" said Salma. It was the way she said it that convinced me she wasn't bothered and she wanted Rehana to know.
Blah blah blah blah blah blah. For the next 5 minutes. I really wasn't interested in their arguments and counter claims. I just let them get on with it. I know this sounds heartless but to be honest, I was only interest in fucking the pair of them. I had fucked Rehana so many times that I had probably started to take her for granted. Salma was different and a whole new experience but something told me I could have her as much as Rehana if I wanted. I was becoming a bit of a self-indulgent prick.
Eventually I went to the living room and slouched onto the sofa to watch the match that was on T V. The women took their argument to the sun chairs out in the garden. I watched more TV. Eventually Salma came back inside to get some drinks. She smiled at me with confidence. She was working her charm on her sister and diffusing the situation. I carried on watching TV
After about half an hour I got up to use the toilet. The toilet window opened onto the garden. It was only small and open slightly. I could hear them talking. Salma was very much leading the conversation.
"Your right big sis," said Salma, " We mustn't let him come between us."
"So we either both carry on with this or we both give up," reasoned Rehana.
"Or one of us carries on if the other stops," added Salma.
"God, this is madness. How did we get into this? Are we really so similar? Are our marriages really that bad? I hate the cheating but its just the......" Rehana paused.
"Just the what?" asked Salma.
"You know"
"What?
"You know, the sex. I've tried to stop this a few times. I decide I'm going to call an end to it but then I just hate the thought of never......you know...again." Rehana was trying to explain without being too explicit.
"I think I know what you mean big sis. The sex is something else. It's the org......"
"Listen to us. God. I can't believe we're having this conversation. This has got to stop." Rehana was being the sensible one.
"Yeah," sighed Salma. "I haven't really started though. Just a couple of times."
Silence fell as they both reflected on their own thoughts.
Salma was first to break the silence, "I've never cum so hard in my life as I did with Vikas."
Rehana smiled and paused before adding, "A I really don't want to think about it. I'm..... you know.......just thinking about it......... right here." She shuffled in her chair, uncrossed and then crossed her legs. I thought about her pussy getting warm between her legs and her nipples growing hard. Is there anything more attractive than a turned on woman? Salma sat their motionless giving nothing away. At that moment it was Rehana I wanted. I crept back into the living room and carried on watching TV.
After about 10 minutes they came back inside. The conversation had turned me on and I had been lightly stroking myself through my jeans. I was hard and it showed. When they came into the room they couldn't miss my obvious state of hardness.
I spoke first, "How are you two doing?"
"We are OK," said Salma in her most controlled voice, "But you might not like what we have decided." She then proceeded to tell me how they had both decided to stop their sexual relationships with me. I just sat there in silence staring at the two of them. I was being dumped but the pair of them. They didn't blame me or hold any ill will but explained how this couldn't continue and it was best all round.
"I better be off then," I said. As I stood up, Salma came over and gave me a hug.
I held her for the last time. I held her for probably slightly too long but I wanted to remember what she felt like. She patted me on the back as a sign to let go and we broke our embrace. Then I turned to Rehana. I smiled and she smiled back but she was really hiding a sadness. We also hugged and this time she held on. We kept hugging as we drew back slightly to look at each other. Still smiling, this was the perfect moment to kiss. Even with Salma watching from two feet away it was the perfect moment but it didn't happen. We ended the lingering good byes and I turned to leave.
It's funny but all I could think about was Rehana's pussy. I knew she had got a little hot in the garden and my cock was growing as I thought about it. I also knew she would have noticed it when I was lying on the sofa with a hard on. My guess was Rehana was well turned on and ready for a good fucking.
I left the house and headed for my car. Rehana's car was blocking me in so she grabbed her things and left at the same time as me. I followed her out of the driveway, through the electric gates and off along the series of country lanes that lead back into town.
After about half a mile, I was staring at her car thinking of all the stuff that had gone and wishing it hadn't come to this. I had been onto a winner and sort of wished I had just stuck with Rehana and played it out with her fully. I knew her too well and knew how wet her pussy probably had got earlier. This made me hard just thinking about her as I drove along. What a mess I had made. Call it hindsight; call it learning from your mistakes. Who cares? When you fuck up, you have to learn.
Rehana suddenly flashed her hazard lights on her car. Then she indicated right and turned off down a single-track road. I hit the brakes and followed. The road was bumpy and narrow. We were heading down a very quiet lane. Eventually she stopped so I pulled up behind her and got out. My cock was starting to swell in my pants as I strolled over to her passenger door and got in.
"Hi," she said. I smiled instead of saying anything. There was silence. We both sat there looking across at each other but not at our faces. I was staring at her boobs and how her blouse just showed a little soft fair skin of her big boobs. She was staring into my lap. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Maybe just her coming to terms with the fact she was about to break the agreement she had just made with Salma and me anticipating the fact that I was about to fuck her brains out right there in her car. My cock swelled at the thought. I focused on boobs and her navel and thought about what was beneath that saree and the ble blouse. She shuffled a little in the driver’s seat. Was the silence unbearable for her or was she getting turned on? She knew me well and I suspected she knew I was hard for her.
"What does that button do?" I asked pointing to the dashboard.
She sighed at the release of tension and end to the silence. "It's for the aircon."
"And what about that one?" I pointed to another.
"Rear parking sensors," she answered. Silence followed.
I smiled, pointed my finger at her blouse and asked another question, "What does this button do?"
"Opens my blouse and let the tits out," she answered. The moment was sexually charged and the tension rose as she undid the button revealing more cleavage.
"And this button?" I continued. She didn't answer but undid the next button. Her bra was now clearly visible. Then we did the same with several more buttons, me asking and her undoing.
"What about that button?" asked Rehana taking back control of the conversation and pointing to my jeans.
Try it." I answered. Rehana fumbled gently and released my jeans. My cock swelled in anticipation as her hand brushed against it. I could take no more. Lifting my backside off the seat, I lowered my zip and slipped my jeans and boxers down to my knees. My cock stood hard. Rehana's tongue sub-consciously licked her lower lip slightly; she smiled and then bit gently on the same lower lip. She began to lower her head towards my waiting cock. I held it ready in anticipation. Suddenly her phone rang. The silence and tension of the moment was interrupted. Rehana didn't even look at me. She looked at the phone, read who was calling and raised her index finger to her mouth telling me to keep quiet.
On pressing the green answer button on her phone, Salma's voice came through on the speakers. I assumed it was some blue tooth hands free connection in the car.
"Hi Rehana, its me!"
Rehana froze. Her mouth was inches from my cock. "Hi"
"Are you home yet?" asked Salma.
"No," said Rehana talking into my cock as if it were a microphone, "I had to stop off on the way back for something."
"How do you think that went with Vikas?" asked Salma.
"It's OK" reassured Rehana still so close to blowing me. I just sat there obediently saying nothing.
"I was worried how you must be feeling," Salma continued.
"I'm OK." Rehana wanted to end this conversation. Without any warning she plunged her mouth onto my cock. I was surprised but had to suppress my natural instinct to let out a long satisfied groan. I immediately realised that Rehana could probably taste Salma on my cock. After all, it was only that morning that Salma and I had been fucking. I think Rehana could taste something but after a brief questioning look, she carried on sucking as much of me as she could.
"I don't want to think this whole episode could leave a bad taste in anyone's mouth," said Salma not realising that at that precise moment, Rehana was sucking me off with the sole intention of having a great deal of taste in her mouth. Salma kept talking but much of it was lost to me as I watched Rehana perform her heavenly skills on my ever-hardening cock. Rehana could only mumble the odd "mmmm" or "hmmm" at the right moments as Salma did all the talking. I started to run my hand over Rehana's back and stroke her gently as she sucked me off. All the while we were both listening to Salma as Rehana punctuated the conversations with muffled "mmm" and "uh-hmmms".
I fumbled beneath the material of her blouse and released her bra strap. As Rehana sat up to take some air, her blouse fell forward and gravity was seconds away from dragging her bra from her big sagy fleshy tits.
"Oh shit!" said Salma. It was the way she said it that convinced me she wasn't bothered and she wanted Rehana to know.
Blah blah blah blah blah blah. For the next 5 minutes. I really wasn't interested in their arguments and counter claims. I just let them get on with it. I know this sounds heartless but to be honest, I was only interest in fucking the pair of them. I had fucked Rehana so many times that I had probably started to take her for granted. Salma was different and a whole new experience but something told me I could have her as much as Rehana if I wanted. I was becoming a bit of a self-indulgent prick.
Eventually I went to the living room and slouched onto the sofa to watch the match that was on T V. The women took their argument to the sun chairs out in the garden. I watched more TV. Eventually Salma came back inside to get some drinks. She smiled at me with confidence. She was working her charm on her sister and diffusing the situation. I carried on watching TV
After about half an hour I got up to use the toilet. The toilet window opened onto the garden. It was only small and open slightly. I could hear them talking. Salma was very much leading the conversation.
"Your right big sis," said Salma, " We mustn't let him come between us."
"So we either both carry on with this or we both give up," reasoned Rehana.
"Or one of us carries on if the other stops," added Salma.
"God, this is madness. How did we get into this? Are we really so similar? Are our marriages really that bad? I hate the cheating but its just the......" Rehana paused.
"Just the what?" asked Salma.
"You know"
"What?
"You know, the sex. I've tried to stop this a few times. I decide I'm going to call an end to it but then I just hate the thought of never......you know...again." Rehana was trying to explain without being too explicit.
"I think I know what you mean big sis. The sex is something else. It's the org......"
"Listen to us. God. I can't believe we're having this conversation. This has got to stop." Rehana was being the sensible one.
"Yeah," sighed Salma. "I haven't really started though. Just a couple of times."
Silence fell as they both reflected on their own thoughts.
Salma was first to break the silence, "I've never cum so hard in my life as I did with Vikas."
Rehana smiled and paused before adding, "A I really don't want to think about it. I'm..... you know.......just thinking about it......... right here." She shuffled in her chair, uncrossed and then crossed her legs. I thought about her pussy getting warm between her legs and her nipples growing hard. Is there anything more attractive than a turned on woman? Salma sat their motionless giving nothing away. At that moment it was Rehana I wanted. I crept back into the living room and carried on watching TV.
After about 10 minutes they came back inside. The conversation had turned me on and I had been lightly stroking myself through my jeans. I was hard and it showed. When they came into the room they couldn't miss my obvious state of hardness.
I spoke first, "How are you two doing?"
"We are OK," said Salma in her most controlled voice, "But you might not like what we have decided." She then proceeded to tell me how they had both decided to stop their sexual relationships with me. I just sat there in silence staring at the two of them. I was being dumped but the pair of them. They didn't blame me or hold any ill will but explained how this couldn't continue and it was best all round.
"I better be off then," I said. As I stood up, Salma came over and gave me a hug.
I held her for the last time. I held her for probably slightly too long but I wanted to remember what she felt like. She patted me on the back as a sign to let go and we broke our embrace. Then I turned to Rehana. I smiled and she smiled back but she was really hiding a sadness. We also hugged and this time she held on. We kept hugging as we drew back slightly to look at each other. Still smiling, this was the perfect moment to kiss. Even with Salma watching from two feet away it was the perfect moment but it didn't happen. We ended the lingering good byes and I turned to leave.
It's funny but all I could think about was Rehana's pussy. I knew she had got a little hot in the garden and my cock was growing as I thought about it. I also knew she would have noticed it when I was lying on the sofa with a hard on. My guess was Rehana was well turned on and ready for a good fucking.
I left the house and headed for my car. Rehana's car was blocking me in so she grabbed her things and left at the same time as me. I followed her out of the driveway, through the electric gates and off along the series of country lanes that lead back into town.
After about half a mile, I was staring at her car thinking of all the stuff that had gone and wishing it hadn't come to this. I had been onto a winner and sort of wished I had just stuck with Rehana and played it out with her fully. I knew her too well and knew how wet her pussy probably had got earlier. This made me hard just thinking about her as I drove along. What a mess I had made. Call it hindsight; call it learning from your mistakes. Who cares? When you fuck up, you have to learn.
Rehana suddenly flashed her hazard lights on her car. Then she indicated right and turned off down a single-track road. I hit the brakes and followed. The road was bumpy and narrow. We were heading down a very quiet lane. Eventually she stopped so I pulled up behind her and got out. My cock was starting to swell in my pants as I strolled over to her passenger door and got in.
"Hi," she said. I smiled instead of saying anything. There was silence. We both sat there looking across at each other but not at our faces. I was staring at her boobs and how her blouse just showed a little soft fair skin of her big boobs. She was staring into my lap. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Maybe just her coming to terms with the fact she was about to break the agreement she had just made with Salma and me anticipating the fact that I was about to fuck her brains out right there in her car. My cock swelled at the thought. I focused on boobs and her navel and thought about what was beneath that saree and the ble blouse. She shuffled a little in the driver’s seat. Was the silence unbearable for her or was she getting turned on? She knew me well and I suspected she knew I was hard for her.
"What does that button do?" I asked pointing to the dashboard.
She sighed at the release of tension and end to the silence. "It's for the aircon."
"And what about that one?" I pointed to another.
"Rear parking sensors," she answered. Silence followed.
I smiled, pointed my finger at her blouse and asked another question, "What does this button do?"
"Opens my blouse and let the tits out," she answered. The moment was sexually charged and the tension rose as she undid the button revealing more cleavage.
"And this button?" I continued. She didn't answer but undid the next button. Her bra was now clearly visible. Then we did the same with several more buttons, me asking and her undoing.
"What about that button?" asked Rehana taking back control of the conversation and pointing to my jeans.
Try it." I answered. Rehana fumbled gently and released my jeans. My cock swelled in anticipation as her hand brushed against it. I could take no more. Lifting my backside off the seat, I lowered my zip and slipped my jeans and boxers down to my knees. My cock stood hard. Rehana's tongue sub-consciously licked her lower lip slightly; she smiled and then bit gently on the same lower lip. She began to lower her head towards my waiting cock. I held it ready in anticipation. Suddenly her phone rang. The silence and tension of the moment was interrupted. Rehana didn't even look at me. She looked at the phone, read who was calling and raised her index finger to her mouth telling me to keep quiet.
On pressing the green answer button on her phone, Salma's voice came through on the speakers. I assumed it was some blue tooth hands free connection in the car.
"Hi Rehana, its me!"
Rehana froze. Her mouth was inches from my cock. "Hi"
"Are you home yet?" asked Salma.
"No," said Rehana talking into my cock as if it were a microphone, "I had to stop off on the way back for something."
"How do you think that went with Vikas?" asked Salma.
"It's OK" reassured Rehana still so close to blowing me. I just sat there obediently saying nothing.
"I was worried how you must be feeling," Salma continued.
"I'm OK." Rehana wanted to end this conversation. Without any warning she plunged her mouth onto my cock. I was surprised but had to suppress my natural instinct to let out a long satisfied groan. I immediately realised that Rehana could probably taste Salma on my cock. After all, it was only that morning that Salma and I had been fucking. I think Rehana could taste something but after a brief questioning look, she carried on sucking as much of me as she could.
"I don't want to think this whole episode could leave a bad taste in anyone's mouth," said Salma not realising that at that precise moment, Rehana was sucking me off with the sole intention of having a great deal of taste in her mouth. Salma kept talking but much of it was lost to me as I watched Rehana perform her heavenly skills on my ever-hardening cock. Rehana could only mumble the odd "mmmm" or "hmmm" at the right moments as Salma did all the talking. I started to run my hand over Rehana's back and stroke her gently as she sucked me off. All the while we were both listening to Salma as Rehana punctuated the conversations with muffled "mmm" and "uh-hmmms".
I fumbled beneath the material of her blouse and released her bra strap. As Rehana sat up to take some air, her blouse fell forward and gravity was seconds away from dragging her bra from her big sagy fleshy tits.
"Is there anything you would like to get off your chest?" asked Salma, "You seem a little quiet." She could never of known the perfect timing as the bra fell to reveal Rehana's beautiful tits with erect nipples pointing right at me.
"There's nothing to say," explained Rehana as she hitched up her saree along with her petticoat and started to spread her leg over where I was sitting. Within seconds, she was hovering above my cock head. I lifted her saree to see her hand pulling the material of her panties to one side so my cock could have unrestricted access.
As Rehana slowly lowered herself towards my cock, she looked me in the eye with a determined expression that was totally defiant of her sister's voice coming over the cars speakers.
"Do you think he'll try to get in touch?" asked Salma.
Again, more great timing by Salma. At that precise moment my cock came into contact with her swollen pussy lips and she lowered herself gently onto me and I rose to meet her and my cock slowly disappeared into her.
"More than likely," answered Rehana breathing hard. We slowly and gently fucked using very long deliberate strokes. Staring at each other, listening to Salma but focusing on the blissful feeling of my cock stretching her pussy. Salma carried on talking and Rehana tried her best to maintain something approaching a normal conversation but as she got closer to orgasm her voice faltered.
"I can hear right now in your voice how this is affecting you," said Salma trying to be the understanding big sister. Little did Salma know that Rehana was only sounding upset, she was actually enjoying riding my cock to orgasm.
"Its just so fucking hard," cried Rehana in pure pleasure but doing her best to sound like she was breaking down in tears. Just as there is a fine line between love and hate, we both realised there was a fine line between sounding like you are crying and the noise of a woman rapidly approaching orgasm. "It's fucking hard to stop this thing!" she cried as she tipped right over the edge and came.
"Its OK big Sis," said Salma. "I know why you are crying..........I know why this is so hard for you."
Post orgasm and Rehana climbed off me leaving my cock unsatisfied but I felt some sort of relief that Salma hadn't worked out what was going on. Rehana sat back in her seat and I started to wank myself. Rehana smiled in approval. It took me very little time to reach a climax and as I did, Rehana grabbed my cock and aimed it at herself. I came right at her shooting cum across the car from my seat onto Rehana's saree. Rehana wanted my cum. She wanted it on her and I was happy to oblige.
Salma had been talking all this time but I hadn't really been paying much attention. "Tell you what, why don't we make a day of it tomorrow and go shopping?" asked Salma.
"I dunno if I feel like it"
"C'mon big Sis, when was the last time you splashed out on some clothing?" Salma wasn't going to take "no" for answer and could have no way of knowing the double meaning of what she had just asked. We both smiled and held our laughs silently.
"OK, I'll come to yours tomorrow for ten," Rehana finally gave in to the shopping invite. Salma sounded reassured that her sister had accepted her invitation and with just a couple more pleasantries, ended the call.
Rehana and I sat silently in the car. Both our chests were heaving from being a little out of breath. Within less than half an hour of double-dumping me with her Salma, she had gone back on her word and fucked me in her car, all the while her sister was on the phone talking to her.
What she said next caught me off guard a little.........
"I never want to see you again," declared Rehana. "I want this to be the last time we have sex and I want you to stay away from me."
"But......." I tried to say something however she just interrupted me.
"We both know this is wrong. We both know it could all go badly wrong if other people find out so lets quit while we are ahead." Rehana was talking from the head and not the heart. I couldn't disagree with her but as she spoke I realised I didn't want this to end.
"No" I said.
"Sorry Vikas, you better go," were Rehana's last words as she carried on straightening her clothes. I stared at her pussy as she pulled her saree back down over her legs. It was to be a final image of our relationship. I had seen it so many times but on this occasion, her freshly fucked swollen lips created a lasting impression on me. I said nothing back to her but instead just stared as she carried on adjusting her clothing. I stared at her tits while Rehana made sure her clothes were straight. I wanted to touch them but they were as out of bounds at that moment as they had been before our affair had started. I sighed a deep sigh and left the car without speaking.
That was it. It was the end of an exhilarating roller coaster ride. I should have been happy. Any young man would kill to experience the times with Rehana that I had experienced but I wasn't happy. I was actually feeling something I had never felt before. Heartbreak. I considered going to see Salma but didn't. It was Rehana I wanted. The whole Salma thing had turned me into someone I didn't like. I was trying to have my cake and eat it. Greedy, immature, selfish are all words you could use to describe what I had become. It's taken me a while to realise this but I can see looking back that I had changed.
I started out as an inexperienced teenager and ended up in an affair with Rehana and then her sister and only really thinking about myself. I thought I was sex on legs the way these women gave themselves to me but I never stopped to think about their feelings or the consequences of what we were doing. Just because I had strong feelings for Rehana, didn't justify the fact we were fucking in secret behind everyone's back. I paid no mind to her husband, even though he had left her for a time.
I wish I could hear her side of it. I'd like to know her honest opinion and what she was feeling. Of course no one planned for any of it to happen. You just go into these things and take one step at a time. . I never expected to end up with Rehana and that's what happened. She went back to her husband and I sulked.
For a few months I really let it get to me. I kept working in my job but Salma and Rehana both stayed away and I heard very little. Geetha and I even dated a couple of times. We went back to her place both times and had sex but she wasn't right for me. As stupid as it sounds, I was comparing every girl I met with Rehana. Even young girls in their late teens or early twenties would be compared to a woman over twice their age.
I am sure the amateur physiatrists out there will speculate how Rehana appealed to me cause she was a mother figure or because it was a relationship without any need for commitment. That may all be the case but I think the sex had a lot to do with it. When Rehana and I fucked it was special. I especially liked to fuck her from behind after she confessed a preference to being taken that way during the first sauna incident. I also loved to have her take my hard cock in her hand and rub her clit and lips with it. She would close her eyes and retreat in a world of pure lust that was completely her own.
That all happened over five years ago. I eventually moved out of town, got married, then divorced. The reason I am telling you this is because today I had a phone call. It was from Rehana. She wants to meet with me tonight. I don't know what about, she wouldn't talk on the phone. I am driving to a restaurant in a hotel that is half way between where we both live. All she would say is that it's important and that if I meant anything to her all those years ago then I would show up.
I got to the Four Seasons Hotel at about 7pm. I checked in and went up to my room in plenty of time for my prearranged meeting with Rehana in the hotel restaurant at 7.30pm. At about 7.20pm I had just stepped out of the shower and there was a knock at the door. I checked through the peep hole on the hotel door and saw Rehana standing there. I opened the door wearing just a white towel round my waist and held the door open with a smile.
She smiled back but was surprised to see me undressed. "I can come back," she said. I laughed at the suggestion and joked about not showing her anything she hasn't seen before. Rehana stepped in
She looked good. Time has been kind to her and she has probably only aged a year or two in the ten since we last saw each other. I guessed she must be early fourties now but she looked 10 years younger. Just seeing her set me off. The chemistry kicked in and my cock stirred under the towel.
I am not the young boy I was all those years ago but I am not doing to badly. My early thirties are my prime and I am ageing OK. No beer belly yet and I work out to keep in shape. Rehana looked me up and down. I pretty much decided there and then what I wanted but I wanted to hear what she had to say before I made a pass at her.
"Do you mind if we talk before we go to eat?" she asked. "What I have to say to you will probably involve a few tears and I would prefer it all to be in private"
"OK" I said showing concern in my voice. I was still checking her out. She was wearing a chiffon saree with light green flowers and same colour blouse and I couldn't help but wondering if she was wearing underwear underneath the dress. It wasn't obvious if she was and I sort of hoped she wasn't. My eyes were sensitive to her every movement. I felt pure lust and forgot about all other commitments in my life.
I had been waiting to see her for so long I had actually given up. It probably took about 2 years before a day went by that I didn't think about her. Then the marriage and divorce came and went so I pretty much came through those two episodes and somewhere along the way I had let go of my Rehana yearnings.
"There's nothing to say," explained Rehana as she hitched up her saree along with her petticoat and started to spread her leg over where I was sitting. Within seconds, she was hovering above my cock head. I lifted her saree to see her hand pulling the material of her panties to one side so my cock could have unrestricted access.
As Rehana slowly lowered herself towards my cock, she looked me in the eye with a determined expression that was totally defiant of her sister's voice coming over the cars speakers.
"Do you think he'll try to get in touch?" asked Salma.
Again, more great timing by Salma. At that precise moment my cock came into contact with her swollen pussy lips and she lowered herself gently onto me and I rose to meet her and my cock slowly disappeared into her.
"More than likely," answered Rehana breathing hard. We slowly and gently fucked using very long deliberate strokes. Staring at each other, listening to Salma but focusing on the blissful feeling of my cock stretching her pussy. Salma carried on talking and Rehana tried her best to maintain something approaching a normal conversation but as she got closer to orgasm her voice faltered.
"I can hear right now in your voice how this is affecting you," said Salma trying to be the understanding big sister. Little did Salma know that Rehana was only sounding upset, she was actually enjoying riding my cock to orgasm.
"Its just so fucking hard," cried Rehana in pure pleasure but doing her best to sound like she was breaking down in tears. Just as there is a fine line between love and hate, we both realised there was a fine line between sounding like you are crying and the noise of a woman rapidly approaching orgasm. "It's fucking hard to stop this thing!" she cried as she tipped right over the edge and came.
"Its OK big Sis," said Salma. "I know why you are crying..........I know why this is so hard for you."
Post orgasm and Rehana climbed off me leaving my cock unsatisfied but I felt some sort of relief that Salma hadn't worked out what was going on. Rehana sat back in her seat and I started to wank myself. Rehana smiled in approval. It took me very little time to reach a climax and as I did, Rehana grabbed my cock and aimed it at herself. I came right at her shooting cum across the car from my seat onto Rehana's saree. Rehana wanted my cum. She wanted it on her and I was happy to oblige.
Salma had been talking all this time but I hadn't really been paying much attention. "Tell you what, why don't we make a day of it tomorrow and go shopping?" asked Salma.
"I dunno if I feel like it"
"C'mon big Sis, when was the last time you splashed out on some clothing?" Salma wasn't going to take "no" for answer and could have no way of knowing the double meaning of what she had just asked. We both smiled and held our laughs silently.
"OK, I'll come to yours tomorrow for ten," Rehana finally gave in to the shopping invite. Salma sounded reassured that her sister had accepted her invitation and with just a couple more pleasantries, ended the call.
Rehana and I sat silently in the car. Both our chests were heaving from being a little out of breath. Within less than half an hour of double-dumping me with her Salma, she had gone back on her word and fucked me in her car, all the while her sister was on the phone talking to her.
What she said next caught me off guard a little.........
"I never want to see you again," declared Rehana. "I want this to be the last time we have sex and I want you to stay away from me."
"But......." I tried to say something however she just interrupted me.
"We both know this is wrong. We both know it could all go badly wrong if other people find out so lets quit while we are ahead." Rehana was talking from the head and not the heart. I couldn't disagree with her but as she spoke I realised I didn't want this to end.
"No" I said.
"Sorry Vikas, you better go," were Rehana's last words as she carried on straightening her clothes. I stared at her pussy as she pulled her saree back down over her legs. It was to be a final image of our relationship. I had seen it so many times but on this occasion, her freshly fucked swollen lips created a lasting impression on me. I said nothing back to her but instead just stared as she carried on adjusting her clothing. I stared at her tits while Rehana made sure her clothes were straight. I wanted to touch them but they were as out of bounds at that moment as they had been before our affair had started. I sighed a deep sigh and left the car without speaking.
That was it. It was the end of an exhilarating roller coaster ride. I should have been happy. Any young man would kill to experience the times with Rehana that I had experienced but I wasn't happy. I was actually feeling something I had never felt before. Heartbreak. I considered going to see Salma but didn't. It was Rehana I wanted. The whole Salma thing had turned me into someone I didn't like. I was trying to have my cake and eat it. Greedy, immature, selfish are all words you could use to describe what I had become. It's taken me a while to realise this but I can see looking back that I had changed.
I started out as an inexperienced teenager and ended up in an affair with Rehana and then her sister and only really thinking about myself. I thought I was sex on legs the way these women gave themselves to me but I never stopped to think about their feelings or the consequences of what we were doing. Just because I had strong feelings for Rehana, didn't justify the fact we were fucking in secret behind everyone's back. I paid no mind to her husband, even though he had left her for a time.
I wish I could hear her side of it. I'd like to know her honest opinion and what she was feeling. Of course no one planned for any of it to happen. You just go into these things and take one step at a time. . I never expected to end up with Rehana and that's what happened. She went back to her husband and I sulked.
For a few months I really let it get to me. I kept working in my job but Salma and Rehana both stayed away and I heard very little. Geetha and I even dated a couple of times. We went back to her place both times and had sex but she wasn't right for me. As stupid as it sounds, I was comparing every girl I met with Rehana. Even young girls in their late teens or early twenties would be compared to a woman over twice their age.
I am sure the amateur physiatrists out there will speculate how Rehana appealed to me cause she was a mother figure or because it was a relationship without any need for commitment. That may all be the case but I think the sex had a lot to do with it. When Rehana and I fucked it was special. I especially liked to fuck her from behind after she confessed a preference to being taken that way during the first sauna incident. I also loved to have her take my hard cock in her hand and rub her clit and lips with it. She would close her eyes and retreat in a world of pure lust that was completely her own.
That all happened over five years ago. I eventually moved out of town, got married, then divorced. The reason I am telling you this is because today I had a phone call. It was from Rehana. She wants to meet with me tonight. I don't know what about, she wouldn't talk on the phone. I am driving to a restaurant in a hotel that is half way between where we both live. All she would say is that it's important and that if I meant anything to her all those years ago then I would show up.
I got to the Four Seasons Hotel at about 7pm. I checked in and went up to my room in plenty of time for my prearranged meeting with Rehana in the hotel restaurant at 7.30pm. At about 7.20pm I had just stepped out of the shower and there was a knock at the door. I checked through the peep hole on the hotel door and saw Rehana standing there. I opened the door wearing just a white towel round my waist and held the door open with a smile.
She smiled back but was surprised to see me undressed. "I can come back," she said. I laughed at the suggestion and joked about not showing her anything she hasn't seen before. Rehana stepped in
She looked good. Time has been kind to her and she has probably only aged a year or two in the ten since we last saw each other. I guessed she must be early fourties now but she looked 10 years younger. Just seeing her set me off. The chemistry kicked in and my cock stirred under the towel.
I am not the young boy I was all those years ago but I am not doing to badly. My early thirties are my prime and I am ageing OK. No beer belly yet and I work out to keep in shape. Rehana looked me up and down. I pretty much decided there and then what I wanted but I wanted to hear what she had to say before I made a pass at her.
"Do you mind if we talk before we go to eat?" she asked. "What I have to say to you will probably involve a few tears and I would prefer it all to be in private"
"OK" I said showing concern in my voice. I was still checking her out. She was wearing a chiffon saree with light green flowers and same colour blouse and I couldn't help but wondering if she was wearing underwear underneath the dress. It wasn't obvious if she was and I sort of hoped she wasn't. My eyes were sensitive to her every movement. I felt pure lust and forgot about all other commitments in my life.
I had been waiting to see her for so long I had actually given up. It probably took about 2 years before a day went by that I didn't think about her. Then the marriage and divorce came and went so I pretty much came through those two episodes and somewhere along the way I had let go of my Rehana yearnings.
Last night was different though. She was sat on my bed whilst I stood in just a towel. I'm sure my cock was swelling just enough to be obvious through the towel. I looked for signs from Rehana to see if she was showing any sexual interest but there were no signs.
"So what's its all about?" I asked.
"It's a long story, but you have a right to know," Rehana said all serious. Rehana then told me how she had fallen pregnant but before the baby was born, her husband Shahid had died. He had a sudden heart attack aged 46 and dropped dead. Friends and family had rallied round to support Rehana and help her through the pregnancy. Only Salma stayed away because she knew there was a good chance Shahid wasn't the father. As she told me the story, It suddenly dawned on me that I might be the father.
Rehana continued and explained how she had given birth to a daughter and raised the child as a single parent. The support from those around her continued and they had made a pretty good go of things. Javeed supported his mother and sister as best he could and they shared occasions like birthdays like any normal family.
At this point Rehana broke down and couldn't continue. I went to the bathroom to get some water. When I returned Rehana was more composed. She thanked me for the water, took a sip and continued.
"This is really hard," Rehana said trying to hold back the tears. "Shenaz was your daughter. I am sure of it." The words blurted out but they didn't make sense.
"What do you mean, "was"?" I asked.
"I lost her"
"What?"
"She died a year ago." Rehana sobbed. She sobbed even more and looked down. I moved to comfort her. I wrapped my arms round her. This was not sexual or anything like that. It was just tragic and too heavy to even think about.
For the next half an hour, I learned that the daughter I never knew I had fathered had grown into a gorgeous young child but had tragically drowned whilst on a school trip. She had fallen into a stream and been swept away before they could pull her out. I didn't want to know the details and asked Rehana to stop.
I didn't feel hurt for myself but just immense pain for Rehana. "How are you coping I asked?"
"I'm OK if I don't talk about it," she said bravely.
"So why did you feel the need to tell me, and put yourself though this pain." I asked.
"Because I died when she died. Because you have a right to know but more importantly, because I need to feel alive. I need to feel close to her and you are the closest thing to her. Because I loved what we had. I loved you. I loved the sex. I loved the secret me that got dragged into your world. I loved all of it and I wish it had never stopped." Rehana was really pouring her heart out.
"What do you want from me now?" I asked.
"Nothing." She snapped. "Well....I don't know." Rehana couldn't explain what she was doing but I instinctively knew that she was confused, grieving, depressed, nostalgic and looking for a way to feel better.
"I'll do anything for you," I said softly.
She looked up at me slowly and smiled. "I needed to hear that so much," Rehana said. "I need to know that what we had was more than just a forgettable fling."
"I have never found anyone like you. Never anyone who made me feel like you did," I said.
"God we were good together," she smiled though drying tears. I smiled back. There was silence. We were both thinking the same thing.
I leaned forward and kissed her. To start with on the forehead but she moved to kiss my lips and we embraced. She asked if I thought it could be like before and I just smiled. It already was. She removed my towel and stroked my cock. It was her old friend and she wasn't going to rush this reunion.
She plunged onto my cock and took me in her mouth. I marvelled at the sight of her crouched over me. I pulled the saree off her body. Before I could pull the pallu of her saree Rehana released my cock from her lips and said "No"
"What?" I asked.
"No im not.....wearing any panty. I saw you checking me out earlier and know that was what you were thinking."
We both smiled. With that I flipped her on her back and she opened her legs. As she pulled up her saree along with the petticoat , I knelt between her legs. My cock was standing hard as ever and she directed me into her pussy. The years rolled back as I fucked her right there in that hotel room. She put everything into it and when she came, she let out such a sigh of pleasure and relief.
I had learned a few tricks over the years and could last pretty much as long as I wanted but I wasn't going to extend this anymore than I had to. I withdrew my cock and she took me in hand and jacked me to orgasm. I shot my cum all over her. It was so like it used to be. We both marvelled at the familiarity of the moment. Neither of us had changed nor lost the power to please each other.
We never got down to dinner but we did take a little room service. We made love once more before falling to sleep and again the next morning when Rehana woke me with a blow job. The light coming through the curtains and her naked body was a sight I will treasure forever.
The best thing about it was that we never even discussed our split years earlier. I think she was probably relieved I didn't hold it against her but our reunion was too perfect to spoil with digging up old wounds. For that reason I never asked about Salma and she didn't offer any information either.
Rehana left the next morning. We both knew it was a one off. It was a reminder of how we had been. A confirmation that we hadn't changed and we still could if we need to. I came home with a head full of thoughts that will take me some time to get to grips with. Rehana gave me an envelope with some pictures in. I haven't opened them yet. I need be sure I am ready to see the daughter I never knew. I sort of feel that is the price I will now always pay for what I did with Rehana all those years ago. I am glad I met her, glad I had her when I did and accept it wasn't to be.
"So what's its all about?" I asked.
"It's a long story, but you have a right to know," Rehana said all serious. Rehana then told me how she had fallen pregnant but before the baby was born, her husband Shahid had died. He had a sudden heart attack aged 46 and dropped dead. Friends and family had rallied round to support Rehana and help her through the pregnancy. Only Salma stayed away because she knew there was a good chance Shahid wasn't the father. As she told me the story, It suddenly dawned on me that I might be the father.
Rehana continued and explained how she had given birth to a daughter and raised the child as a single parent. The support from those around her continued and they had made a pretty good go of things. Javeed supported his mother and sister as best he could and they shared occasions like birthdays like any normal family.
At this point Rehana broke down and couldn't continue. I went to the bathroom to get some water. When I returned Rehana was more composed. She thanked me for the water, took a sip and continued.
"This is really hard," Rehana said trying to hold back the tears. "Shenaz was your daughter. I am sure of it." The words blurted out but they didn't make sense.
"What do you mean, "was"?" I asked.
"I lost her"
"What?"
"She died a year ago." Rehana sobbed. She sobbed even more and looked down. I moved to comfort her. I wrapped my arms round her. This was not sexual or anything like that. It was just tragic and too heavy to even think about.
For the next half an hour, I learned that the daughter I never knew I had fathered had grown into a gorgeous young child but had tragically drowned whilst on a school trip. She had fallen into a stream and been swept away before they could pull her out. I didn't want to know the details and asked Rehana to stop.
I didn't feel hurt for myself but just immense pain for Rehana. "How are you coping I asked?"
"I'm OK if I don't talk about it," she said bravely.
"So why did you feel the need to tell me, and put yourself though this pain." I asked.
"Because I died when she died. Because you have a right to know but more importantly, because I need to feel alive. I need to feel close to her and you are the closest thing to her. Because I loved what we had. I loved you. I loved the sex. I loved the secret me that got dragged into your world. I loved all of it and I wish it had never stopped." Rehana was really pouring her heart out.
"What do you want from me now?" I asked.
"Nothing." She snapped. "Well....I don't know." Rehana couldn't explain what she was doing but I instinctively knew that she was confused, grieving, depressed, nostalgic and looking for a way to feel better.
"I'll do anything for you," I said softly.
She looked up at me slowly and smiled. "I needed to hear that so much," Rehana said. "I need to know that what we had was more than just a forgettable fling."
"I have never found anyone like you. Never anyone who made me feel like you did," I said.
"God we were good together," she smiled though drying tears. I smiled back. There was silence. We were both thinking the same thing.
I leaned forward and kissed her. To start with on the forehead but she moved to kiss my lips and we embraced. She asked if I thought it could be like before and I just smiled. It already was. She removed my towel and stroked my cock. It was her old friend and she wasn't going to rush this reunion.
She plunged onto my cock and took me in her mouth. I marvelled at the sight of her crouched over me. I pulled the saree off her body. Before I could pull the pallu of her saree Rehana released my cock from her lips and said "No"
"What?" I asked.
"No im not.....wearing any panty. I saw you checking me out earlier and know that was what you were thinking."
We both smiled. With that I flipped her on her back and she opened her legs. As she pulled up her saree along with the petticoat , I knelt between her legs. My cock was standing hard as ever and she directed me into her pussy. The years rolled back as I fucked her right there in that hotel room. She put everything into it and when she came, she let out such a sigh of pleasure and relief.
I had learned a few tricks over the years and could last pretty much as long as I wanted but I wasn't going to extend this anymore than I had to. I withdrew my cock and she took me in hand and jacked me to orgasm. I shot my cum all over her. It was so like it used to be. We both marvelled at the familiarity of the moment. Neither of us had changed nor lost the power to please each other.
We never got down to dinner but we did take a little room service. We made love once more before falling to sleep and again the next morning when Rehana woke me with a blow job. The light coming through the curtains and her naked body was a sight I will treasure forever.
The best thing about it was that we never even discussed our split years earlier. I think she was probably relieved I didn't hold it against her but our reunion was too perfect to spoil with digging up old wounds. For that reason I never asked about Salma and she didn't offer any information either.
Rehana left the next morning. We both knew it was a one off. It was a reminder of how we had been. A confirmation that we hadn't changed and we still could if we need to. I came home with a head full of thoughts that will take me some time to get to grips with. Rehana gave me an envelope with some pictures in. I haven't opened them yet. I need be sure I am ready to see the daughter I never knew. I sort of feel that is the price I will now always pay for what I did with Rehana all those years ago. I am glad I met her, glad I had her when I did and accept it wasn't to be.